Classic and Contemporary Poetry
I AROSE BEFORE LIGHT, by HENRY DAVID THOREAU Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: And my wages will be got Subject(s): Labor & Laborers | ||||||||
I arose before light To work with all my might, With my arms braced for toil Which no obstacle could foil, For it robbed me of my rest Like an anvil on my breast. But as a brittle cup I've held the hammer up, And no sound from my forge Has been heard in the gorge. I look forward into night, And seem to get some light; E're long the forge will ring With its ding-dong-ding, For the iron will be hot | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER WORKING SIXTY HOURS AGAIN FOR WHAT REASON by HICOK. BOB DAY JOB AND NIGHT JOB by ANDREW HUDGINS BIXBY'S LANDING by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS LINES FROM A PLUTOCRATIC POETASTER TO A DITCH-DIGGER by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS IN CALIFORNIA: MORNING, EVENING, LATE JANUARY by DENISE LEVERTOV |
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