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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE EMBANKMENT, by THOMAS ERNEST HULME Poet Analysis Poet's Biography
First Line: Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy
Last Line: That I may fold it round me and in comfort lie.
Alternate Author Name(s): Hulme, T. E.
First Line: Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy
Last Line: That I may fold it round me and in comfort lie.
Alternate Author Name(s): Hulme, T. E.
Once, in finesse of fiddles found I ecstasy,
In the flash of gold heels on the hard pavement.
Now see I
That warmth's the very stuff of poesy.
Oh, God, make small
The old star-eaten blanket of the sky,
That I may fold it round me and in comfort lie.
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