Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEAUTY, by THOMAS STURGE MOORE Poem Explanation Poet's Biography First Line: With naught the world contains or small or great Last Line: And yet, o beauty, touch us with thy might! Alternate Author Name(s): Moore, T. Sturge Subject(s): Beauty | ||||||||
WITH naught the world contains or small or great Can we content desire! "Here is no home!" Cries Hope "No realm" cries kingly Love "No dome!" Sighs Faith "to tent my altars alternate My choruses beneath." They hardly wait, Though hollow wayside trees hold honeycomb, Though o'er the hedge-top honeysuckle roam, But, pilgrims, they push on with "It grows late." Knowledge they scorn for slowness, and decry Beauty made happy with a flower's growth, Beauty whose fault is being sweetly shy, That, blue-eyed, wonders both at haste and sloth, That, water-born, was brought up by the light... And yet, O Beauty, touch us with thy might! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN DIVINELY SUPERFLUOUS BEAUTY by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE BEAUTY OF THINGS by ROBINSON JEFFERS HOPE IS NOT FOR THE WISE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LIFE FROM THE LIFELESS by ROBINSON JEFFERS REARMAMENT by ROBINSON JEFFERS SHANE ONEILLS CAIRN by ROBINSON JEFFERS BEAUTIFUL MEALS by THOMAS STURGE MOORE |
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