Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MADRIGAL; IN PRAISE OF MR. BULLEN ON HIS EDITION OF WORKS OF CAMPION, by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE Poet's Biography First Line: He comes again! Last Line: Whose brain and lute are dust. Subject(s): Authors & Authorship; Bullen, Arthur Henry (1857-1920); Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
HE comes again! The latest, not the least desired! Too long, in mouldering tomes retired, We sought in vain Those breathing airs Which, from his instrument, Like vocal winds of perfume, blent To soothe man's piercing cares. Bullen, well done! Where Campion lies in London-land, Lulled by the thunders of the Strand, Screened from the sun, Surely there must Now pass some pleasant gleam Across his music-haunted dream Whose brain and lute are dust. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB FEBRUARY IN ROME by EDMUND WILLIAM GOSSE |
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