Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SATIETY, by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I have outlived my life, and linger on Last Line: A clod, perhaps at rest, within a clod. Subject(s): Weariness; Fatigue | ||||||||
I have outlived my life, and linger on, Knowing myself the ghost of one that was. Come, kindly death, and let my flesh, being grass, Nourish some beast's sad life when I am gone. What joy is left in all I look upon? I cannot sin, it wearies me. Alas! I loathe the laggard moments as they pass; I tire of all but swift oblivion. Yet, if all power to taste the dear deceit Be not outworn and perished utterly, If it could be, then surely it were sweet: I go down on my knees and pray: O God, Send me some last illusion, ere I be A clod, perhaps at rest, within a clod. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VALUE IN MOUNTAINS: 10 by KENNETH REXROTH IMPERIAL NOSTALGIAS: 4 by CESAR VALLEJO BLACK SHEEP by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON TIRED TIM by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE WEARINESS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW NEURASTENIA by AGNES MARY F. ROBINSON MICHAEL ANGELO by AUGUSTE BARBIER NERVES by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS |
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