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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A VASE OF GOLD-FISH, by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER Poet's Biography First Line: The tortured mullet served the roman's pride Last Line: All eyes -- themselves it vexes not, nor harms. Subject(s): Goldfish | |||
The tortured mullet served the Roman's pride By darting round the crystal vase, whose heat Ensured his woe and beauty till he died: These unharmed gold-fish yield as rich a treat; Seen thus, in parlour-twilight, they appear As though the hand of Midas, hovering o'er. Wrought on the waters, as his touch drew near, And set them glancing with his golden power, The flash of transmutation! In their glass They float and glitter, by no anguish rackt; And, though we see them swelling as they pass, 'Tis but a painless and phantasmal act, The trick of their own bellying walls, which charms All eyes -- themselves it vexes not, nor harms. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHILD AND GOLDFISH by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN FREE THE GOLDFISH by CHARLES SIMIC ODE ON THE DEATH OF A FAVOURITE CAT, DROWNED IN A TUB by THOMAS GRAY GOLDFISH ON THE WRITING DESK by MAX BROD ADDRESS TO CERTAIN GOLD-FISHES by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE GOLDFISH by AUDREY ALEXANDRA BROWN CHILD AND GOLDFISH by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN TO MISS -- ON THE DEATH OF HER GOLDFISH by ? MEREDYTH PRIVACY by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE HER FIRST-BORN by CHARLES TENNYSON TURNER |
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