Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PRELUDE, by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: England! Since shakespeare died no loftier day Last Line: And sweet shall last until our tongue's far doom. Subject(s): Poetry & Poets | ||||||||
ENGLAND! since Shakespeare died no loftier day For thee than lights herewith a century's goal, -- Nor statelier exit of heroic soul Conjoined with soul heroic, -- nor a lay Excelling theirs who made renowned thy sway Even as they heard the billows which outroll Thine ancient sea, and left their joy and dole In song, and on the strand their mantles gray. Star-rayed with fame thine Abbey windows loom Above his dust whom the Venetian barge Bore to the main; who passed the two-fold marge To slumber in thy keeping, -- yet make room For the great Laurifer, whose chanting large And sweet shall last until our tongue's far doom. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A MOTHER'S PICTURE by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN |
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