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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SEEKERS, by HAZEL MCGEE BOWMAN First Line: Oh, pity, thou, the seekers Last Line: They march -- the crucified! | |||
Oh, pity, thou, the seekers, The unrequited seekers Whose ships set sail for harbors Through mist-enshrouded shoals. They're hounded by dim raptures, By lost oblivious raptures As futile and as urgent And tenuous as their goals. These know the task unfinished, These know the mistral chill; With ardor undiminished They seek new havens still. With ineffectual cargoes, With starry, sorry cargoes They cleave the far Aegean With proud and splendid prow. But the sought-for land of promise, The fabulous land of promise Has never been unhidden, And never will be now. These seek the realm of wonders, Whose rims outrun their stride; Untamed by portent thunders They march -- the Crucified! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SMALL COUNTRIES by JAMES GALVIN SATIRE: 3. TO SIR FRANCIS BRIAN by THOMAS WYATT THE PLEASURES OF IMAGINATION: BOOK 1 by MARK AKENSIDE TO THE KING OF THULE by HENRI ALLORGE A SONG OF THE WESTERN EDEN by HOPE S. BARBER |
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