Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WEARINESS: 1, by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: There are grey hours when I drink of indiffrence Last Line: The world as a cloud drifts by, or I drift by as a cloud. Subject(s): Weariness; Fatigue | ||||||||
There are grey hours when I drink of indifference; all things fade Into the grey of a twilight that covers my soul with its sky; Scarcely I know that this shade is the world, or this burden is I; And life, and art, and love, and death, are the shades of a shade. Then, in those hours, I hear old voices murmur aloud, And memory tires of the hopelessly hoping desire, her regret I hear the remembering voices, and I forget to forget; The world as a cloud drifts by, or I drift by as a cloud. | 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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