Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A GENTLEMAN WHO INVITED ME TO GO A-FISHING, by ELIZABETH MOODY Poet's Biography First Line: For vacant hours of man's destructive leisure Last Line: Chagrined and weary, if it shuns the bait? Alternate Author Name(s): Greenly, Elizabeth Subject(s): Fish & Fishing | ||||||||
FOR vacant hours of man's destructive leisure Were sports invented of the barbarous kind; But tempt not me to share thy cruel pleasure -- No sports are guiltless to the feeling mind. And thou, who know'st the charms of lettered taste, Whose treasured memory classic stores commands, Shalt thou thy valuable moments waste, Sauntering by streams with fish-rods in thy hands? Shall I, who cultivate the Muse's lays, And pay my homage at Apollo's shrine, Shall I to torpid angling give my days, And change poetic wreaths for fishing-line? Sit like a statue by the placid lake, My mind suspended on a gudgeon's fate; Transported if the silly fish I take, Chagrined and weary, if it shuns the bait? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JOURNEY INTO THE EYE by DAVID LEHMAN THE GREAT BLACK HERON by DENISE LEVERTOV ISLA MUJERES by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SCHOOLS OF LITTLE FISH by MARVIN BELL TWO PICTURES OF A LEAF by MARVIN BELL OF FISH AND FISHERMEN by JOHN CIARDI DR. JOHNSON'S GHOST by ELIZABETH MOODY SAPPHO BURNS HER BOOKS AND CULTIVATES THE CULINARY ARTS by ELIZABETH MOODY THE HOUSEWIFE'S PRAYER, ON THE MORNING PRECEDING A FETE; TO ECONOMY by ELIZABETH MOODY |
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