Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BY WHAT SPELL, by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER First Line: In what school then sit the dead Last Line: Deserter, by what spell? Subject(s): Spells | ||||||||
In what school then sit the dead, Who persuades and conjures them, Torn from earth, distraught, alone, Grafted on what towering stem, To forget, to turn the head, To deny what they have known? By what language are they healed, They who still remember breath? Who has taught them to embrace The neat disloyalty of death, And with powerful hand has sealed Their eyes to the beseeching face? And of you, the one who came Most lately to this unseen state, Must I think of you as well, Content and dazed and separate, Unlistening where I cry your name Deserter, by what spell? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SPELL OF EGYPT by CHARLES V. H. ROBERTS THE FAIRIES by DORA SIGERSON SHORTER 800,000 VIBRATIONS TO THE SECOND by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER ABUNDANCE by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER ACHIEVEMENT by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER AGED HEAD by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER ARCHAIC WARRIOR by HORTENSE KING FLEXNER |
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