Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FRESCO-SONNETS TO CHRISTIAN S.: 3, by HEINRICH HEINE Poet's Biography First Line: I laugh at all the fools who at me gape Last Line: A fine shrill laugh we still have power to save. Subject(s): Laughter | ||||||||
I LAUGH at all the fools who at me gape, And whom with prying goat-like face I see; I laugh at every fox who knavishly And idly snuffs me like a very grape; I laugh at every vain pretentious ape, Who a proud judge of genius claims to be; I laugh at all the knaves who threaten me With poisonous weapons whence there's no escape. For when the charming fancies joy once gave Are wrested from us by the hands of fate, And at our feet in thousand atoms cast, And when our very heart is torn at last, All torn and cut and pierced and desolate, A fine shrill laugh we still have power to save. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BUCOLIC COMEDY: THE FOX; FOR ANN PEARN by EDITH SITWELL THE GREAT CAROUSAL by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE ORIGIN OF LAUGHTER by JOHN UPDIKE LAUGHING SONG, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE HER MERRIMENT by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES SONG OF THREE SMILES by WILLIAM STANLEY MERWIN MANDRAKE'S SONG; FRAGMENT by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE LAUGHING WOMAN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET |
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