Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A FAUN IN WALL STREET, by JOHN MYERS O'HARA Poet's Biography First Line: What shape so furtive steals along the dim Last Line: Hymettus and the hills of hellas rise. Subject(s): Stock Exchange; Wall Street, New York City | ||||||||
What shape so furtive steals along the dim Bleak street, barren of throngs, this day of June; This day of rest, when all the roses swoon In Attic vales where dryads wait for him? What sylvan this, and what the stranger whim That lured him here this golden afternoon; Ways where the dusk has fallen oversoon In the deep canyon, torrentless and grim? Great Pan is far, O mad estray, and these Bare walls that leap to heaven and hide the skies Are fanes men rear to other deities; Far to the east the haunted woodland lies, And cloudless still, from cyclad-dotted seas, Hymettus and the hills of Hellas rise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SKYSCRAPERS OF THE FINANCIAL DISTRICT DANCE WITH GASMAN by MARGE PIERCY PAN IN WALL STREET by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN WALL STREET by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE CURB-BROKERS by FLORENCE WILKINSON EVANS WASHINGTON IN WALL STREET by ARTHUR GUITERMAN LOEW'S BRIDGE: A BROADWAY IDYL by MARY TUCKER LAMBERT WALL STREET WAIL by ENID CRAWFORD PIERCE CRASH; OCTOBER, 1987, WALL STREET by JONATHAN HOLDEN SKYSCRAPERS OF THE FINANCIAL DISTRICT DANCE WITH GASMAN by MARGE PIERCY |
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