Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ALL, by FRANCIS ALEXANDER DURIVAGE First Line: There hangs a saber, and there's a rein Last Line: And his horse pined to death -- I have told you all. Subject(s): War | ||||||||
THERE hangs a sabre, and there a rein, With a rusty buckle and green curb chain; A pair of spurs on the old gray wall, And a mouldy saddle -- well, that is all. Come out to the stable -- it is not far; The moss grown door is hanging ajar. Look within! There's an empty stall, Where once stood a charger, and that is all. The good black horse came riderless home, Flecked with blood drops as well as foam; See yonder hillcock where dead leaves fall; The good black horse pined to death -- that's all. All? O, God, it is all I can speak. Question me not -- I am old and weak; His sabre and his saddle hang on the wall, And his horse pined to death -- I have told you all. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...I AM YOUR WAITER TONIGHT AND MY NAME IS DIMITRI by ROBERT HASS MITRAILLIATRICE by ERNEST HEMINGWAY RIPARTO D'ASSALTO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY WAR VOYEURS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL THE SURVIVOR AMONG GRAVES by RANDALL JARRELL SO MANY BLOOD-LAKES by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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