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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ADVENTURER, by JOHN WARWICK DANIEL III First Line: Defiantly impatient, I prod the flank of fate Last Line: No man denied her kisses were divine. | |||
Defiantly impatient, I prod the flank of fate And urge the lagging hour to bear me on; Each day I tell my soul I cannot wait For years to pass before the month has gone. My vision taunts the present's pointless change, A dreamer's hunger gnaws my heaving breast; The fields of distance shine with bright unrest And I demand of life a wider range. Away with simple rules of sure success, To venture is to find a dearer prize; Soft lips, and rounded cheeks and women's thighs -- What heaven could offer more or less? Though Circe turned her lovers into swine, No man denied her kisses were divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HOW THEY GO ON by JAMES GALVIN HERO-WORSHIP; SONNET by AMY LOWELL ONE WORD MORE by ROBERT BROWNING WILLIAM AND HELEN by GOTTFRIED AUGUST BURGER ODE FOR A SOCIAL MEETING, WITH SLIGHT ALTERATIONS BY A TEETOTALER by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES SONG, WRITTEN AT SEA, IN THE FIRST DUTCH WAR, 1665 ... by CHARLES SACKVILLE (1637-1706) JOHN BROWN OF OSAWATOMIE [OCTOBER 16, 1859] by EDMUND CLARENCE STEDMAN A CRADLE SONG OF THE NIGHT WIND by WILLIS BOYD ALLEN HOMAGE TO QUINTUS SEPTIMIUS FLORENTIS CHRISTIANUS (2) by ANYTE |
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