Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HAPPY MAN, by PAUL FORT First Line: I alone, the heavens decide, gain full felicity. Pray whither shall I Last Line: How to sing everything. Subject(s): Death; Fate; Happiness; Dead, The; Destiny; Joy; Delight | ||||||||
I alone, the Heavens decide, gain full felicity. Pray whither shall I flee my happiness to hide? How fly the crooked thorn that, with malicious spine, is loth to free, untorn, this happy heart of mine? I bear, o'er the blasted heath where Joy doth wings supply, I bear along with my great happiness, to Death my iron laughter, rattle that undismayed doth roll, of deathless joys the chattel; my body and my soul. Quickly the goal I'd reach, softly descend the breeze. My laughter I would teach to the Eumenides. I am happy! I alone this gift from Fate could wring because my lyre has known how to sing everything. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STUDY OF HAPPINESS by KENNETH KOCH SO MUCH HAPPINESS by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE CROWD CONDITIONS by JOHN ASHBERY I WILL NOT BE CLAIMED by MARVIN BELL THE BOOK OF THE DEAD MAN (#21): 1. ABOUT THE DEAD MAN'S HAPPINESS by MARVIN BELL A PORTFOLIO OF SKETCHES: THE LITTLE ANNUITANT by PAUL FORT |
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