Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GIOTTO'S CAMPANILE, by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE Poet's Biography First Line: Enchased with precious marbles, pure and rare Subject(s): Giotto Di Bondone (1276-1337); Travel | ||||||||
Encased with precious marbles, pure and rare, How gracefully it soars, and seems the while From every polished stage to laugh and smile, Playing with sportive gleams of lucid air! Fit resting place, methinks, its summit were For a descended angel! happy isle, Mid life's rough sea of sorrow, force and guile , For saint of royal race, or vestal fair, In this seclusion, -call it not a prison,- Cloistering a bosom, innocent and lonely. O Tuscan Priestess! gladly would I watch All night one note of thy loud hymn to catch, Sent forth to greet the sun when first, new-risen, He shines on that aerial station only! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD, WHAT'S THAT NOISE? by RICHARD HOWARD LOOKING FOR THE GULF MOTEL by RICHARD BLANCO RIVERS INTO SEAS by LYNDA HULL DESTINATIONS by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE ONE WHO WAS DIFFERENT by RANDALL JARRELL THE CONFESSION OF ST. JIM-RALPH by DENIS JOHNSON SESTINA: TRAVEL NOTES by WELDON KEES WHERE THE TRACK VANISHES by GALWAY KINNELL A BALLAD OF ATHLONE; OR, HOW THEY BROKE DOWN THE BRIDGE by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE A BALLAD OF SARSFIELD; OR, THE BURSTING OF THE GUNS by AUBREY THOMAS DE VERE |
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