Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET WRITTEN IN A VOLUME OF SHAKESPEARE, by THOMAS HOOD Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: How bravely autumn paints upon the sky Last Line: And blazon'd on the very clouds of fate! Variant Title(s): The Memory Of Great Poets Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
HOW bravely Autumn paints upon the sky The gorgeous fame of Summer which is fled! Hues of all flow'rs, that in their ashes lie, Trophied in that fair light whereon they fed, -- Tulip, and hyacinth, and sweet rose red, -- Like exhalations from the leafy mould, Look here how honour glorifies the dead, And warms their scutcheons with a glance of gold! -- Such is the memory of poets old, Who on Parnassus-hill have bloom'd elate; Now they are laid under their marbles cold, And turn'd to clay, whereof they were create; But god Apollo hath them all enroll'd, And blazon'd on the very clouds of Fate! | 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 |
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