ARISTON had a sling, wherewith he got A scanty living: for wild geese he shot, Stalking them very softly, to surprise The pack that fed with sideways-glancing eyes: Now he's in Hades; and his sling is dumb And lorn: but o'er his grave the wild geese hum. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 3 by CONRAD AIKEN CONTRA MORTEM: THE WHEEL OF BEING I by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE ARABIAN SHAWL by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE CANDLE by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE LONESOME CHILD by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE STORM by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DOMESDAY BOOK: IRMA LEESE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |