Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PRINCETON: FEBRUARY, 1916, by EDMUND WILSON First Line: She sleeps like some old town with guarded gate Last Line: Young and half-seeing with bewildered eyes. Subject(s): Princeton, New Jersey | ||||||||
She sleeps like some old town with guarded gate. Was ever footfall quick or shouting shrill? Her lazy laughter drowses; it is late; The windows darken and the streets are still. Outside, the frozen air which no bells break Of nasal clangor or of fragile chime, -- Only, to speed the Winter, faint clocks wake, Lest we may fear his finger upon Time. But now the sounds of mirth and music cease, Have we no ears for anything but mirth? How should we hope for quietude or peace, Where learning lives and human souls find birth? Our town is dark with struggle; fierce and sweet We catch the echoing of eager cries, As generations press along the street, Young and half-seeing with bewildered eyes. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRINCETON by LYMAN WHITNEY ALLEN PRINCETON by CHARLES WILLIAM KENNEDY MAY RAIN, PRINCETON by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER IN THE OLD GRAVEYARD, PRINCETON by FRANCIS CHARLES MACDONALD PRINCETON by HERBERT EDWARD MIEROW PRINCETON - 1917 by ALFRED NOYES AT THE PRINCETON HOTEL by PETER E. MURPHY DOMESDAY BOOK: MRS. MURRAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |
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