Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A YOUNG POET, by DAVID GRAY (1870-1968) Poet's Biography First Line: You sting my soul to madness with your fault Last Line: Poet be praised, your songs are only human! Subject(s): Hypocrisy; Sturge, Joseph (1793-1859) | ||||||||
You sting my soul to madness with your fault Of rhythm; with a lyric mal-attuned; Or when you pour your caustic jets of salt Like tips of swords to tease an open wound; And even when you sing of skies, or lakes, Or gods, or dreams, or of a lovely woman, I laugh and cry at your divine mistakes . . . Poet be praised, your songs are only human! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN REMEMBRANCE OF JOSEPH STURGE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER ROBERT BRUCE'S ADDRESS TO HIS ARMY BEFORE BANNOCKBURN by ROBERT BURNS THE PROSPECTOR by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: EPILOGUE by ALFRED TENNYSON TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN by WALT WHITMAN FIRST ICE by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE LEAF by ANTOINE VINCENT ARNAULT |
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