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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TRILBY, by ALICE BROWN Poet's Biography First Line: O living image of eternal youth! Last Line: And swear we'll carve our cherry-stones no more. | |||
O LIVING image of eternal youth! Wrought with such large simplicity of truth That, now the pattern 's made and on the shelf, Each vows he might have cut it for himself; Nor marvels that we sang of empty days, Of rank-grown laurel and unpruned bays, While yet, in all this lonely Crusoe land, The Trilby footprint had not touched the sand. Here 's a new carelessness of Titan play. Here's Ariel's witchery to lead the way In such sweet artifice of dainty wit That men shall die with imitating it. Now every man's old grief turns in its bed, And bleeds a drop or two, divinely red; Fair baby joys do rouse them, one by one, Dancing a lightsome round, though love be done; And Memory takes off her frontlet dim To bind a bit of tinsel round the rim. Dreams come to life, and faint foreshadowings Flutter anear us on reluctant wings. But not one pang, nay, though 't were gall of bliss, And not one such awakening would we miss. O comrades, here 's true stuff! ours to adore, And swear we'll carve our cherry-stones no more. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT THE ZOO IN SPAIN by CLARENCE MAJOR FIRST FRUIT by ISAAC ROSENBERG SONGS FOR THE PEOPLE by FRANCES ELLEN WATKINS HARPER THE GENERAL by SIEGFRIED SASSOON IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 2 by ALFRED TENNYSON SIR JOHN FRANKLIN; ON THE CENTOTAPH IN WESTMINSTER ABBEY by ALFRED TENNYSON |
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