Vain Bards! I can discover all, What befel or shall befal. I come seeking what is lost, And my aim shall not be crossed. Strong am I who this demand, More strong my tongue than Arthur's hand Three hundred potent songs & more Are hidden in the strain I pour: No foemen in these mountains dwell On whom I cannot cast a spell; Nor stone nor brass, nor iron ring Can fetter Elphin when I sing; All that I seek this hand can find, All Gates unbar, all bonds unbind. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CENTER OF GRAVITY by DAVID IGNATOW BUCOLIC COMEDY: SPINNING SONG by EDITH SITWELL THE CAMBODIAN BOX by KAREN SWENSON THE SOUTH COUNTRY by HILAIRE BELLOC THE DAY IS DONE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE V-A-S-E by JAMES JEFFREY ROCHE L. OF G.'S PURPORT by WALT WHITMAN |