GOOD Sir Paulus, noble robber, All the gods are on thee gazing With their brows in anger knitted, Furious at the theft amazing Thou hast practised in Olympus -- Sorry for it they will make thee! Fear the fate of poor Prometheus If Jove's bailiffs overtake thee! Worse indeed his theft, because he Stole the light in heaven dwelling To enlighten us weak mortals -- @3Thou@1 didst steal the works of Schelling, Just the opposite of light, -- nay, Darkness we can feel and handle Like the old Egyptian darkness, -- Not one solitary candle! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 14 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SONNET: 71 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE PHANTOMS ALL by HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD A COURTESAN'S BIRTHDAY by ROBERT AVRETT NATALITIUM: MARTIJ 13, 1645 by JOSEPH BEAUMONT A JAPANESE EVENING by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN |