Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 36, by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: The majesty of rome to me is nought Last Line: In mists of passion and desires scarce dead. Subject(s): Rome, Italy | ||||||||
The majesty of Rome to me is nought; The imperial story of her conquering car Touches me only with compassionate thought For the doomed nations faded by her star. Her palaces of Cæsars tombstones are For a whole world of freedoms vainly caught In her high fortune. Throned was she in war; By war she perished. So is justice wrought. A nobler Rome is here, which shall not die. She rose from the dead ashes of men's lust, And robed herself anew in chastity, And half redeemed man's heritage of dust. This Rome I fain would love, though darkly hid In mists of passion and desires scarce dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THOSE GRAVES IN ROME by LARRY LEVIS ROMAN ELEGIES by JOSEPH BRODSKY ROMAN DIARY: 1951 by JOHN CIARDI VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 7. ROME by SARA TEASDALE ROMANESQUE ARCHES by TOMAS TRANSTROMER AN APARTMENT WITH A VIEW by JOHN CIARDI MANIFEST DESTINY by JORIE GRAHAM RUINES OF ROME by JOACHIM DU BELLAY ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 50 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT ESTHER; A YOUNG MAN'S TRAGEDY: 51 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 110. THE OASIS OF SIDI KHALED by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |
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