Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SPHINX, by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT Poet's Biography First Line: Maiden with the dreaming eyes Last Line: How can she be but maiden then? Subject(s): Egypt; Sphinx | ||||||||
Maiden with the dreaming eyes, Thou didst never watch the Nile; And the blue Boeotian skies On thy birthplace did not smile. But the Sphinx, who formed thy ways, Left thee heiress of her art, Taught those questions that now raise Terrors in thy lover's heart. "Who will tell the dream I see, Write the song my heart-beats sing? He revealing this to me, When he comes shall be my king." Woe to him who mumbleth here, Words that are unmeaning breath. Woe to him! Let dreadful fear Hold his steps -- they lead to death. And the Sphinx with starry eyes, Saldly sees the sons of men Round her pathway fall and die. How can she be but maiden then? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SPHINX by RALPH WALDO EMERSON QUATRAIN: THE IRON AGE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE SPHINX AT MOUNT AUBURN by CHARLOTTE FISKE BATES SPHINX-MONEY by MATHILDE BLIND THE SPHINX by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL APPENDIX TO 'LAZARUS': 9 by HEINRICH HEINE THE CROWN OF THORNS by JESSE WILLIS JEFFERIS THE NILE by BENJAMIN FRANKLIN KING A CALL TO PRAYER by PERCY STICKNEY GRANT |
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