SIMPLE was I and was young; Kept no gallant tryst, I; Even from good words held my tongue, Quoniam Tu fecisti! Through my youth I stirred me not, High adventure missed I, Left the shining shrines unsought; Yet - me deduxisti! At my start by Helicon Love-lore little wist I, Worldly less; but footed on; Why? Me suscepisti! When I failed at fervid rhymes, 'Shall,' I said, 'persist I?' 'Dies' (I would add at times) 'Meos posuisti!' So I have fared through many suns; Sadly little grist I Bring my mill, or any one's, Domine, Tu scisti! And at dead of night I call: 'Though to prophets list I, Which hath understood at all? Yea: Quem elegisti?' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: SHACK DYE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS FACADE: 21. THE OWL by EDITH SITWELL THE VISION OF JUDGEMENT by GEORGE GORDON BYRON LAMENT FOR [THE DEATH OF] THOMAS DAVIS by SAMUEL FERGUSON THE TENT ON THE BEACH: 2. THE WRECK OF RIVERMOUTH by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE CHRYSANTHEMUMS by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER |