Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DANCERS IN THE SUN, by ARTHUR JONSON First Line: The dancers all are gone from sacred groves Last Line: There will be men to reverence the sun. Subject(s): Sun | ||||||||
The dancers all are gone from sacred groves. Across the flagged floors of temple halls No dancer in a solemn rhythm moves, And never drum nor cymbal clangor falls Upon the ears of worshippers of God! The fetish celebrants -- aye, every man -- Have vanished and are one beneath the sod With Isis, Yahveh, Mercury and Pan. They all are gone? Ah, no! Today I heard In desert villages the tom-toms beat. I saw red bodies moving one by one And heard the rattle of the sacred gourd. While still he showers the promise of his heat, There will be men to reverence the sun. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN AGAINST EXCESS OF SEA OR SUN OR REASON by WILLIAM MEREDITH WHY I WAKE EARLY by MARY OLIVER CONTRA MORTEM: THE SUN by HAYDEN CARRUTH SERPENT SUN EYE BEWITCHING MY EYE by AIME CESAIRE |
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