Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A SUMMER MORNING, by CLINTON SCOLLARD Poet's Biography First Line: The summer meads are fair with daisy-snow Last Line: The ruthless wrong, the piteous agony! Subject(s): World War I; First World War | ||||||||
THE summer meads are fair with daisy-snow, White as the dove's wing, flawless as the foam On the brown beaches where the breakers comb When the long Trades their morning bugles blow; And over all there is a golden glow, For the sun sits ascendant in the dome; And smoke-wreaths rise from many a cottage home Where there is peace, and joy's full overflow. This is our heritage, but what of those Who crouch where Yser's sad, ensanguined tide Winds with its sluggish crescents, toward the sea; Where Termonde bells are silent, and the wide And stricken leagues of Flemish land disclose The ruthless wrong, the piteous agony! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...D'ANNUNZIO by ERNEST HEMINGWAY 1915: THE TRENCHES by CONRAD AIKEN TO OUR PRESIDENT by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES CHILDREN OF THE WAR by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE U-BOAT CREWS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE RED CROSS NURSE by KATHARINE LEE BATES WAR PROFITS by KATHARINE LEE BATES THE UNCHANGEABLE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |
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