Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MARCUS AURELIUS ANTONINUS, by JAMES SHAW


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MARCUS AURELIUS ANTONINUS, by                    
First Line: Firm, tender, just - sad in his very smile
Last Line: No riot! Harvest must be home ere night!
Subject(s): Courts & Courtiers


FIRM, tender, just -- sad in his very smile,
Tears in his wrath -- a godlike noble King:
Let us join hands with Marcus, who did bring
For crown, a soul of truth, hating all guile,
Vain shows, luxurious living, every wile
Lying in ambush for a monarch's feet,
To trip him. Sun, rain, snow, and sleet
Saw thee, poor King, on that wild horse of thine, --
The Roman people -- an uneasy seat;
For the rough barb, ill train'd, though strong and fleet,
Kick'd, plung'd, and bit thee. But an aim divine
Upheld thee, stronger than applause or wine;
Life is full short -- work well while it is light:
No riot! Harvest must be home ere night!





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