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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOAM AND FANGS, by WALTER PARKE First Line: O nymph with the nicest of noses Last Line: Who knows what I mean. | |||
O NYMPH with the nicest of noses; And finest and fairest of forms; Lips ruddy and ripe as the roses That sway and that surge in the storms; O buoyant and blooming Bacchante, Of fairer than feminine face, Rush, raging as demon of Dante -- To this. my embrace! The foam and the fangs and the flowers, The raving and ravenous rage Of a poet as pinion'd in powers As a condor confined in a cage! My heart in a haystack I've hidden, As loving and longing I lie, Kiss open thine eyelids unbidden -- I gaze and I die! I've wander'd the wild waste of slaughter, I've sniffed up the sepulchre's scent, I've doated on devilry's daughter, And murmur'd much more than I meant; I've paused at Penelope's portal, So strange are the sights that I've seen, And mighty's the mind of the mortal Who knows what I mean. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HIS MOTHER-IN-LAW by WALTER PARKE MY MADELINE; SERENADE IN M FLAT by WALTER PARKE YOUNG GAZELLE; A MOORE-ISH TALE by WALTER PARKE FIFTH AVENUE-SPRING AFTERNOON by LOUIS UNTERMEYER EGOISME A DEUX' by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON TO SIR HENRY GOODYERE by BEN JONSON CHANGED by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW A CAROL CLOSING SIXTY-NINE by WALT WHITMAN TEMPEST by ANITA CONCHITA ALLMON WRITTEN IN AN ALBUM AT CLIFTON by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |
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