Next day I met my classes, -- but our theme Was not the garden of Alcinous, Nor Hector tossing up the timorous Boy near the mother, startled at the gleam Of bristling helmet, nor the flamy dream Of pregnant Hecuba, nor Helen's fate To watch the warriors from the Scaean gate, Nor Agamemnon nor Scamander stream; Was not of Stoa nor of Academe, Nor the Ten Thousand's "O the sea, the sea -- Thalassa, Thalassa!" Not of Greek trireme At Salamis, nor of Thermopylae -- But of the hereditary Oedipus And daughter of the House of Tantalus. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOUGLASS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE COW IN APPLE TIME by ROBERT FROST A CANADIAN BOAT SONG; WRITTEN ON THE RIVER ST. LAWRENCE by THOMAS MOORE PENITENTIAL PSALM: 130. DE PROFUNDIS by THOMAS WYATT HIS HEART, INTO A BIRD by PHILIP AYRES |