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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SONNET: GHOSTS, by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Those forms we fancy shadows, those strange lights Last Line: Some sad, invisible, accursed ghost! Subject(s): Ghosts | |||
THOSE forms we fancy shadows, those strange lights That flash on dank morasses, the quick wind That smites us by the roadside -- are the Night's Innumerable children. Unconfined By shroud or coffin, disembodied souls, Uneasy spirits, steal into the air From ancient graveyards when the curfew tolls At the day's death. Pestilence and despair Fly with the sightless bats at set of sun; And wheresoever murders have been done, In crowded palaces or lonely woods, Where'er a soul has sold itself and lost Its high inheritance, there, hovering, broods Some sad, invisible, accursed ghost! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EIGHT VARIATIONS by WELDON KEES RELATING TO ROBINSON by WELDON KEES RETURN OF THE GHOST by WELDON KEES WHITE NOCTURNE by CONRAD AIKEN IN THE EVENINGS by LUCILLE CLIFTON AFTER THE RAIN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH AN ALPINE PICTURE by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH AN ODE ON THE UNVEILING OF THE SHAW MEMORIA BOSTON COMMON, MAY 31, 1897 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |
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