Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: SMALL GRIEFS AND GREAT, by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How oft by trivial griefs our spirits tossed Last Line: A dreary watcher on a blasted height! Subject(s): Grief; Sorrow; Sadness | ||||||||
How oft by trivial griefs our spirits tossed Drift vague and restless round this changeful world! Yet when great sorrows on our lives are hurled, And fate on us has wreaked his uttermost, O'er wounded breasts our steadfast arms are crossed; We front the blast, silent, with unbowed head And stoic mien; for fear with hope is dead; And calm the voice which whispers: "All is lost!" Thence to the end, our being, stripped and bare Of love, and peace, and gracious joys of of earth, Like some storm-shattered tree, its withered might May lift defiant, dauntless in its dearth, Seeming Death's bolt, that final stroke, to dare, A dreary watcher on a blasted height! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONOMA FIRE by JANE HIRSHFIELD AS THE SPARKS FLY UPWARDS by JOHN HOLLANDER WHAT GREAT GRIEF HAS MADE THE EMPRESS MUTE by JUNE JORDAN CHAMBER MUSIC: 19 by JAMES JOYCE DIRGE AT THE END OF THE WOODS by LEONIE ADAMS A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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