Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE POET'S CALENDAR: NOVEMBER, by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The centaur, sagittarius, am I Last Line: Of mortals bring nor comfort nor delight. Subject(s): November | ||||||||
The Centaur, Sagittarius, am I, Born of Ixion's and the cloud's embrace; With sounding hoofs across the earth I fly, A steed Thessalian with a human face. Sharp winds the arrows are with which I chase The leaves, half dead already with affright; I shroud myself in gloom; and to the race Of mortals bring nor comfort nor delight. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DANGEROUS TIME by LINDA PASTAN XMAS COMING by KENNETH REXROTH LUNAR PARAPHRASE by WALLACE STEVENS THE REGION NOVEMBER by WALLACE STEVENS A BALLAD OF THE FRENCH FLEET; OCTOBER, 1746 by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |
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