Thirty Short Poems
Thirty Short Poems
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He passed far off; yet many a long array He well might mark, winding from o'ut the wall.
A dreary murmur wailed and sobbed o'er all. A sound of lamentations, and the fell Shouts of deep throats, and feebler pipings small, And the fierce booming of the passing bell, Rising above the tumult, loud and grim, To break the roll of many a funeral hymn.
The Pestilence. 135 XX.
And so, from day to day, o'er all the land.
There spread an ocean of despairing sound. An emperor had seen his rosy band, Four ...flaxen heads, with lead encoffined round.
Ten thousand lowlier homes, that once were crowned With the same wealth divine of childhood, wept.
Where spluttering candles through the night profound Flickered their light on forms that coldly slept. And all the land was wailing, and a cry Rose, streaming upward far within the sky.
XXI.
Not many places lay so hid, so close But that the fever-maiden there had spread Her mortal breath. And oh ! how wild she was 1 All trace of sweet humanity was fled, i;6 The Pestilence.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
He passed far off; yet many a long array He well might mark, winding from o'ut the wall.
A dreary murmur wailed and sobbed o'er all. A sound of lamentations, and the fell Shouts of deep throats, and feebler pipings small, And the fierce booming of the passing bell, Rising above the tumult, loud and grim, To break the roll of many a funeral hymn.
The Pestilence. 135 XX.
And so, from day to day, o'er all the land.
There spread an ocean of despairing sound. An emperor had seen his rosy band, Four ...flaxen heads, with lead encoffined round.
Ten thousand lowlier homes, that once were crowned With the same wealth divine of childhood, wept.
Where spluttering candles through the night profound Flickered their light on forms that coldly slept. And all the land was wailing, and a cry Rose, streaming upward far within the sky.
XXI.
Not many places lay so hid, so close But that the fever-maiden there had spread Her mortal breath. And oh ! how wild she was 1 All trace of sweet humanity was fled, i;6 The Pestilence.
What to read after Thirty Short Poems?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Sutherland Alexander to read onlineMoreLess
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