A Hundred Poems
A Hundred Poems
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— With ev'n remoter memories, And phantoms of the mistier day, Long ere the tanner's daughter's son From Harold's hands this realm had won.
What years are thine, not mine to guess !
The stars look youthful, thou being by ; Youthful the sun's glad-heartedness ; Witless of time the unageing sky ! And these dim-groping roots around So deep a human Past are wound, That, musing in thy shade, for me The tidings scarce would strangely fall Of pagan despots of the sea Scaling fierce-eyed our ocean wall..., From their dark ships of norland pine, Their surf-steeds, ridden o'er wilds of brine.
81 Nay, hid by thee from Summer's gaze That seeks in vain this couch of loam, I should behold, without amaze, Camped on yon down the hosts of Rome, Nor start though these lulled woodlands heard The self-same mandatory word As by the Cataracts of the Nile Marshalled the legions long ago, Or where the lakes are one blue smile 'Neath pageants of Helvetian snow, Or 'mid the Syrian sands that lie Sick of the day's great tearless eye, Or on barbaric plains afar, Where, under Asia's fevering ray, The long lines of imperial war O'er Tigris passed, and with dismay In fanged and iron deserts found Embattled Persia closing round, And 'mid their eagles watched on high The vultures gathering for a feast, Till, from the quivers of the sky, The gorgeous star-flight of the East Flamed, and the bow of darkness bent O'er Julian dying in his tent.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
— With ev'n remoter memories, And phantoms of the mistier day, Long ere the tanner's daughter's son From Harold's hands this realm had won.
What years are thine, not mine to guess !
The stars look youthful, thou being by ; Youthful the sun's glad-heartedness ; Witless of time the unageing sky ! And these dim-groping roots around So deep a human Past are wound, That, musing in thy shade, for me The tidings scarce would strangely fall Of pagan despots of the sea Scaling fierce-eyed our ocean wall..., From their dark ships of norland pine, Their surf-steeds, ridden o'er wilds of brine.
81 Nay, hid by thee from Summer's gaze That seeks in vain this couch of loam, I should behold, without amaze, Camped on yon down the hosts of Rome, Nor start though these lulled woodlands heard The self-same mandatory word As by the Cataracts of the Nile Marshalled the legions long ago, Or where the lakes are one blue smile 'Neath pageants of Helvetian snow, Or 'mid the Syrian sands that lie Sick of the day's great tearless eye, Or on barbaric plains afar, Where, under Asia's fevering ray, The long lines of imperial war O'er Tigris passed, and with dismay In fanged and iron deserts found Embattled Persia closing round, And 'mid their eagles watched on high The vultures gathering for a feast, Till, from the quivers of the sky, The gorgeous star-flight of the East Flamed, and the bow of darkness bent O'er Julian dying in his tent.
What to read after A Hundred Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Watson William to read onlineMoreLess
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