Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINGED YOUTH; ON A BOY SWINGING, by DOROTHEA LAWRANCE MANN First Line: He swings / on joyous wings Last Line: The hermes feet shall lead him to the arches of the day. Subject(s): Swings; Wellesley College | ||||||||
HE SWINGS On joyous wings, Upward borne toward an empyrean, Through worlds majestic and cerulean, Up to the azure bars Windowed with big, gold stars, Down swift and far, Down where dim cities are, Down past the giant trees Whose vast tops spurn the aspiring breeze, Sailor of storied seas, Our swinger fares. What do the deep eyes see? How does he journey free Far from the haunts of men? Captain of a faery barque, Gloriously he threads the dark Mazes of hill and glen. His are the Hermes feet Sandalled but by joy and fleet -- Fleeter than a summer down. His are the lips that call the morn Down from her castled heights of revelry -- Goddess Aurora. Not for the dawn he stays, His are the pathless ways. His the hand that guides the barque. Naught that touches the brown earth Serves to waken his mad mirth, His are the years which cleave the stars! He is youth magical, Joyous, majestical, Panoplied with powers from untrammelled nights and days. Where should he 'suage his eyes Save in the pathless skies, Only the horizon bounds the freedom of his ways. Who would touch earth and be Bound when he might be free, Turn his feet from star-roads to the cities of the world? Not for youth's golden years The spear-path and the wine-press and the coronet of fears, But the magic of the open way! Through the portals of the limitless The Hermes feet shall lead him to the arches of the day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN TO A TRANSLATOR OF GREEK POETRY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS HERE ENTER NOT by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON A GROWN UP SONG by DOROTHEA LAWRANCE MANN |
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