Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE POINT OF TASTE, by GEORGE MEREDITH


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First Line: Unhappy poets of a sunken prime!
Last Line: Chorus where lumpkin with his giles hobnobs.
Subject(s): Criticism & Critics; Poetry & Poets


UNHAPPY poets of a sunken prime!
You to reviewers are as ball to bat.
They shadow you with Homer, knock you flat
With Shakespeare: bludgeons brainingly sublime
On you the excommunicates of Rhyme,
Because you sing not in the living Fat.
The wiry whizz of an intrusive gnat
Is verse that shuns their self-producing time.
Sound them their clocks, with loud alarum trump,
Or watches ticking temporal at their fobs,
You win their pleased attention. But, bright God
O' the lyre, what bully-drawlers they applaud!
Rather for us a tavern-catch, and bump
Chorus where Lumpkin with his Giles hobnobs.





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