Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PROMETHEUS, by PAUL ARMAND SILVESTRE Poet's Biography First Line: His galled flesh writhing on the rock, he thrilled Last Line: "the calmness of the heaven that I hate!" Alternate Author Name(s): Silvestre, Armand Subject(s): Prometheus; Ravens | ||||||||
HIS galled flesh writhing on the rock, he thrilled With endless lamentation the lone sky. "Consort most foul whose carrion food am I, Bear off my heart and let thy brood be filled. From my red wound not all the blood is spilled. There mayst thou glut. Thy gorged beak cannot try My spirit with the supreme agony, Live tomb most avid of my flesh unkilled! Most mournful ravener, let thy beak not halt But rive my entrails with a ruthless edge: Not direst torture of thy claws can mate The torment of the mocking azure vault, The stars that laugh on an unreachéd ledge, The calmness of the heaven that I hate!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RAVEN HAIBUN by ANDREW SCHELLING THE RAVEN; A CHRISTMAS TALE, TOLD BY A SCHOOL-BOY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE PESSIMIST, OR THE RAVEN AND THE JACKDAW by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE RAVEN'S TOMB by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE PROFESSOR RAVEN by OLIVER MURRAY EDWARDS SONGS ON THE VOICES OF BIRDS; A RAVEN IN A WHITE CHINE by JEAN INGELOW HIALMAR'S HEART by CHARLES MARIE RENE LECONTE DE LISLE IMMORTALITY by PAUL ARMAND SILVESTRE |
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