Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD POEM: 10, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Turning my chariot I yoke my horses and go Last Line: Fame is the only treasure that endures Subject(s): China - Early Period (to 200 B.c.);fame; Reputation | ||||||||
TURNING my chariot I yoke my horses and go. On and on down the long roads The autumn winds shake the hundred grasses. On every side, how desolate and bare! The things I meet are all new things, Their strangeness hastens the coming of old age. Prosperity and decay each have their season. Success is bitter when it is slow in coming. Man's life is not metal or stone, He cannot far prolong the days of his fate. Suddenly he follows in the way of things that change. Fame is the only treasure that endures. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEM AND US by LUCILLE CLIFTON A MAN TO A WOMAN by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS DEATH AND FAME by ALLEN GINSBERG EARTH'S IMMORTALITIES: FAME by ROBERT BROWNING STANZAS WRITTEN ON THE ROAD BETWEEN FLORENCE AND PISA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON PROVIDE, PROVIDE by ROBERT FROST TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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