I love you, great new Titan! Am I not you? Napoleon and Caesar Out of you grew. Out of unthinkable torture, Eyes kissed by death, Won back to the world again, Lost and won in a breath, Cruel men are made immortal. Out of your pain born, They have stolen the sun's power With their feet on your shoulders worn. Let them shrink from your girth, That has outgrown the pallid days When you slept like Circe's swine Or a word in the brain's ways. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOVE POEM by KAREN SWENSON HELEN OF TROY by SARA TEASDALE AT KENNEBUNKPORT by LOUIS UNTERMEYER TO THE FAIR CLARINDA, WHO MADE LOVE TO ME by APHRA BEHN THE WASTE PLACES by JAMES STEPHENS IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 130 by ALFRED TENNYSON |