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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FUGITIVE, by PRINGLE BARRET First Line: I said, I will escape Last Line: But peace still tarries, and I wait alone. Subject(s): Solitude; Wellesley College; Loneliness | |||
I SAID, "I will escape This stricken world of futile little men, I will seek peace." And then I set my hands to shape Four walls of clay To shield my soul in silence from the day, And fashioned for my door a graven stone. But peace still tarries, and I wait alone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ABEYANCE by DENISE LEVERTOV IN A VACANT HOUSE by PHILIP LEVINE SUNDAY ALONE IN A FIFTH FLOOR APARTMENT, CAMBRIDGE, MASSACHUSETTS by WILLIAM MATTHEWS SILENCE LIKE COOL SAND by PAT MORA THE HONEY BEAR by EILEEN MYLES A GARDEN SPOT by PRINGLE BARRET HOW THE GREAT GUEST CAME by EDWIN MARKHAM EPITAPH: IN OBITUM M.S. XO MAIJ, 1614 by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |
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