Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE YOUTH DREAMS, by RAINER MARIA RILKE Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, I should love to be like one of those Last Line: And still our horses rustle like the rain. Subject(s): Dreams; Nightmares | ||||||||
OH, I should love to be like one of those Who thro' the night on tameless horses ride, With torches like disheveled tresses wide Which the great wind of gallop streaming blows. And I would stand as on a shallop's prow, Slender and tall and like a banner rolled. Dark but for helmeting of ruddy gold That glints and gleams. Behind me in a row Ten men who from the equal darkness glow With helmets of the changeful gold designed, Now clear as glass, now dark and old and blind. And one by me blows me a vision of space Upon a trumpet glittering that cries, Or makes a solitary blackness rise Thro' which as in a rapid dream we race: The houses slant behind us to their knees, The crooked streets to meet us bend and strain, The squares flee from us: but we grapple these, And still our horses rustle like the rain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VARIATIONS: 14 by CONRAD AIKEN VARIATIONS: 18 by CONRAD AIKEN LIVE IT THROUGH by DAVID IGNATOW A DREAM OF GAMES by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE DREAM OF WAKING by RANDALL JARRELL APOLOGY FOR BAD DREAMS by ROBINSON JEFFERS GIVE YOUR WISH LIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS |
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