Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EUDEMON, by ALAN SEEGER Poet's Biography First Line: O happiness, I know not what far seas Last Line: Shall lead my searching heart unsoothed until I die. | ||||||||
O happiness, I know not what far seas, Blue hills and deep, thy sunny realms surround, That thus in Music's wistful harmonies And concert of sweet sound A rumor steals, from some uncertain shore, Of lovely things outworn or gladness yet in store: Whether thy beams be pitiful and come, Across the sundering of vanished years, From childhood and the happy fields of home, Like eyes instinct with tears Felt through green brakes of hedge and apple-bough Round haunts delightful once, desert and silent now; Or yet if prescience of unrealized love Startle the breast with each melodious air, And gifts that gentle hands are donors of Still wait intact somewhere, Furled up all golden in a perfumed place Within the folded petals of forthcoming days. Only forever, in the old unrest Of winds and waters and the varying year, A litany from islands of the blessed Answers, Not here . . . not here! And over the wide world that wandering cry Shall lead my searching heart unsoothed until I die. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE IN MEMORY OF THE AMERICAN VOLUNTEERS FALLEN FOR FRANCE by ALAN SEEGER A MESSAGE TO AMERICA by ALAN SEEGER AN ODE TO ANTARES by ALAN SEEGER AN ODE TO NATURAL BEAUTY by ALAN SEEGER AT THE TOMB OF NAPOLEON BEFORE THE ELECTIONS IN AMERICA by ALAN SEEGER |
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