Classic and Contemporary Poetry
HORACE GREELEY, by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR Poet's Biography First Line: As if in lone franconia one had said Last Line: And the great future with his spirit fill. Alternate Author Name(s): Dean Subject(s): Greeley, Horace (1811-1872); Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
AS if in lone Franconia one had said 'Alas! the glorious monarch of the hills, Mount Washington, is fallen to the vale! The direful echo all the silence fills; The winds sweep down the gorge with bitter wail; The lesser heights rise trembling and dismayed, And the fond sun goes, clouded, to the west;' So to the street, the fireside, came the cry, 'Our King of Men, our boldest, gentlest heart, He whose pure front was nearest to the sky, Whose feet stood firmest on Eternal Right; With his swift sympathies and giant might That sealed him for the martyr's, warrior's part, And led, through loss, to nobler victory Lies low, to-day, in death's unchallenged rest!' How we entombed him! Not imperial Rome Gave her dead Cæsars sepulture so grand, Though gems and purple on the pyre were flung! His tender requiem hushed the clamorous land; And thus, by power lamented, poet sung, Through stricken, reverent crowds we bore him home When winter skies were fair and winds were still! And for his fame, while oceans guard our shores And mountains midway lift their peaks of snow To the clear azure where the eagle soars; While peace is sweet, and the world yearns again To hear the angel-strain, 'Good will to men'; While toil brings honor, virtue vice deplores, And liberty is precious, it shall grow, And the great future with his spirit fill. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB COLUMBUS DYING [MAY 20, 1506] by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR SA-CA-GA-WE-A; THE INDIAN GIRL WHO GUIDED LEWIS AND CLARK by EDNA DEAN PROCTOR |
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