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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FELLOWSHIP, by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY Poet's Biography First Line: In the old accents I will sing, my glory, my delight Alternate Author Name(s): Field, Michael (with Edith Emma Cooper) | |||
In the old accents I will sing, my Glory, my Delight, In the old accents, tipped with flame, before we knew the right, True way of singing with reserve. O Love, with pagan might. White in our Steeds, and white too in our armour let us ride, Immortal, white, triumphing, flashing downward side by side To where our friends, the Argonauts, are fighting with the tide. Let us draw calm to them, Beloved, the souls on heavenly voyage bound, Saluting as one presence. Great disaster were it found, If one with half-fed lambency should halt and flicker round. O friends so fondly loving, so beloved, look up to us In constellation breaking on your errand, prosperous, O Argonauts! Now, faded from their sight, We cling and joy. It was thy intercession gave me right, My Fellow, to this fellowship. My Glory my Delight! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DANCERS by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY A PALIMPSEST by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY AFTER SOUFRIERE by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY AN AEOLIAN HARP by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY ARIADNE by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY EARTH TO EARTH by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY IRIS by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY IRISES by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY IT WAS DEEP APRIL by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY L'INDIFFERENT; WATTEAU; THE LOUVRE by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY |
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