Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHESS, by IBN SHARAF First Line: I hear men cry on every hand Last Line: The pawn may yet become a queen.' Subject(s): Chess | ||||||||
I hear men cry on every hand, 'The villains lord it in our land, They own the wealth we beggars need, And horses of the noblest breed.' 'Time marches on': so I exclaim. 'Fate plays at chess, and Fortune's game Goes on as it has ever been: The pawn may yet become a queen.' | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...THE GAME OF CHESS by EZRA POUND THE FIGURE ON THE FAR SIDE by JANE COOPER THE WANDERER: 2. IN FRANCE: THE CHESSBOARD by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON THE CHESSBOARD IS ON FIRE by AARON FOGEL A FRAGMENT OF AN EPIC POEM, OCCASIONED BY THE LOSS OF A GAME by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE CHESS-PLAYER by GEORGE HERBERT CLARKE PINDARIC ODE: DESTINIE [DESTINY] by ABRAHAM COWLEY THE CHESS GAME by NATHALIA CRANE AN ANCIENT CHESS KING by JEAN INGELOW |
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