Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BETH-EL, by LOUIS ALBERT LAMB First Line: Loinwise upgirded, with a leathern clout Last Line: All valhall's virtue waxed a thousandfold. Subject(s): Victory | ||||||||
LOINWISE upgirded, with a leathern clout, All stript and weaponless, behold him go Over the barrier, vaulting, fit for his foe, A Man, unartificed, wide-stanced, and stout. He breathes him, for the Champion's coming out: Shrill sounds the signal: Springs he like a bow Scorning the arrow: See, his hold is low: Like Death his sinews grip: His is the bout! Thus, every man must do his fall with Fate Naked, unarmed, unchampioned, alone, The odds unweighed, the issue unforetold: Only for him doth Victory's paean wait, Who, in that day, shall marshal as his own All Valhall's virtue waxed a thousandfold. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN INSCRIPTION FOR DOG RIVER by KENNETH SLESSOR HOW WE BEAT THE FAVOURITE by ADAM LINDSAY GORDON OPPORTUNITY by EDWARD ROWLAND SILL THE GLORIOUS TOUCHDOWN by GEORGE ADE THE WINGLESS VICTORY by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. LET ME FORGET by OMA CARLYLE ANDERSON CAVE PAINTING by HAYDEN CARRUTH |
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