Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PASSIONATE READER TO HIS POET, by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE Poet's Biography First Line: Doth it not thrill thee, poet Last Line: For that great song of thine. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
DOTH it not thrill thee, Poet, Dead and dust though thou art, To feel how I press thy singing Close to my heart? Take it at night to my pillow, Kiss it before I sleep, And again when the delicate morning Beginneth to peep? See how I bathe thy pages Here in the light of the sun, Through thy leaves, as a wind among roses, The breezes shall run. Feel how I take thy poem And bury within it my face As I pressed it last night in the heart of a flower, Or deep in a dearer place. Think, as I love thee, Poet, A thousand love beside, Dear women love to press thee too Against a sweeter side. Art thou not happy, Poet? I sometimes dream that I For such a fragrant fame as thine Would gladly sing and die. Say, wilt thou change thy glory For this same youth of mine? And I will give my days i' the sun For that great song of thine. | 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 A BALLAD OF LONDON (TO H.W. MASSINGHAM) by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE AFTER THE WAR by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE WHAT OF THE DARKNESS?; TO THE HAPPY DEAD PEOPLE by RICHARD THOMAS LE GALLIENNE |
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