Classic and Contemporary Poetry
DIEM PERDIDE, by ELIZABETH J. EAMES First Line: O greatly wise! Thou of the crown and rod Last Line: Such triflers with the solemn trust of time! Subject(s): Time | ||||||||
O GREATLY wise! thou of the crown and rod, Robed in the purple majesty of kings -- Power was thine own, where'er thy footsteps trod, Yet didst thou mourn if Time on idle wings Went by for thee! Deep sunk in thought wert thou -- And sadness rested on thy noble brow, If, when the dying day closed o'er thy head, Thou hadst no knowledge gain'd -- no good conferr'd "Diem Perdidi" was the thought that stirr'd Thy conscious soul, when night her curtain spread. Oh Emperor, greatly wise! could we so deal With misspent hours, and win thy faith sublime, We should not be ('mid the soul's mute appeal) Such triflers with the solemn trust of Time! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ELEVEN EYES: FINAL SECTION by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: COME OCTOBER by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN SLOWLY: I FREQUENTLY SLOWLY WISH by LYN HEJINIAN ALL THE DIFFICULT HOURS AND MINUTES by JANE HIRSHFIELD A DAY IS VAST by JANE HIRSHFIELD |
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