Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LEOPOLD OF BELGIUM, by WILLIAM WATSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Khalifs and khans have we beheld, who trod Last Line: Trumpet his name, and flood his deeds with day. Alternate Author Name(s): Watson, John William Subject(s): Death; Earth; Time; Dead, The; World | ||||||||
KHALIFS and Khans have we beheld, who trod The people as one neck beneath their heel; Whose revel was the woe they could not feel, Whose pastime was the dripping scourge and rod; Who shook swift death on thousands with a nod, And made mankind as stubble to their steel; Who slew for Faith and Heaven, in dreadful zeal To pleasure Him whom they mistook for God. No zeal, no Faith inspired this Leopold, Nor any madness of half-splendid birth. Merely he loosed the hounds that rend and slay That he might have his fill of loathsome gold. Embalm him, Time! Forget him not, O Earth! Trumpet his name, and flood his deeds with day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BROKEN BALANCE by ROBINSON JEFFERS SUBJECTED EARTH by ROBINSON JEFFERS GEOMETAPHYSICS by MARGARET AVISON NIAGARA by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS SOPHISTICATION by CONRAD AIKEN I SEE CHILE IN MY REARVIEW MIRROR by AGHA SHAHID ALI WASHING OUR HANDS OF THE REST OF AMERICA by MARVIN BELL |
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