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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...BATTLE OF BRITAIN by CECIL DAY LEWIS CREDO by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE VOLUNTEER by HERBERT HENRY ASQUITH THE LOST MISTRESS by ROBERT BROWNING SONG OF SAUL BEFORE HIS LAST BATTLE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE INDIAN BURYING GROUND by PHILIP FRENEAU LESSER EPISTLES: TO A LADY ON HER PASSION FOR OLD CHINA by JOHN GAY |
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