Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY BROTHER, by JOHN MOULTRIE Poet's Biography First Line: My boyish days are nearly gone Last Line: When shall I find its like again? Subject(s): Brothers; Death; Half-brothers; Dead, The | ||||||||
My boyish days are nearly gone, My breast is not unsullied now; And worldly cares and woes will soon Cut their deep furrows on my brow. And life will take a darker hue From ills my brother never knew: And human passions o'er my soul Now hold their dark and fell control: And fear and envy, hate and rage, Proclaim approaching manhood's age. And I have made me bosom friends, And loved and linked with my heart with others; But who with mine his spirit blends As mine was blended with my brothers? When years of rapture glided by, The spring of life's unclouded weather, Our souls were knit; and thou and I, My brother, grew in love together. The chain is broke that bound us then When shall I find its like again? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY |
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