Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: GREAT POETS AND SMALL, by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Shall I not falter on melodious wing Last Line: Sings in high realms that mock our straining sight. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
SHALL I not falter on melodious wing, In that my notes are weak and may not rise To those world-wide entrancing harmonies, Which the great poets to the ages sing? Shall my thought's humble heaven no longer ring With pleasant lays, because the empyreal height Stretches beyond it, lifting to the light The anointed pinion of song's radiant king? Ah! a false thought! the thrush her fitful flight Ventures in vernal dawns; a happy note Trills from the russet linnet's gentle throat, Though far above the eagle soars in might, And the glad skylark -- an ethereal mote -- Sings in high realms that mock our straining sight. | 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 A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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