Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LAST POEMS: SONNET 9, by ALAN SEEGER Poet's Biography First Line: Well, seeing I have no hope, then let us part Last Line: Your low, sweet voice, your smile, and your dear eyes. Subject(s): Love; Soldiers' Writings | ||||||||
Well, seeing I have no hope, then let us part; Having long taught my flesh to master fear, I should have learned by now to rule my heart, Although, Heaven knows, 'tis not so easy near. Oh, you were made to make men miserable And torture those who would have joy in you, But I, who could have loved you, dear, so well, Take pride in being a good loser too; And it has not been wholly unsuccess, For I have rescued from forgetfulness Some moments of this precious time that flies, Adding to my past wealth of memory The pretty way you once looked up at me, Your low, sweet voice, your smile, and your dear eyes. | 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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