Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO MY DAUGHTER, by NEWMAN HOWARD Poet's Biography First Line: Dear, are they proud, whose leafy pomp outshone Last Line: Strews flowers beneath us, holy stars above. Subject(s): Daughters; Love; Pride; Solomon (10th Century B.c.); Soul; Self-esteem; Self-respect | ||||||||
DEAR, are they proud, whose leafy pomp outshone Proud Solomon in all his glory decked? Upon their errands bees and birds are gone; They sleep; the fields with little robes are flecked, Dipped in the sunset pools of damask hue, In mauve of dawn, or deep meridian blue. Dear, are they proud, who, flushed with Fortune's kiss, Breathe homage, large in acres, honour, might, Wealth without yoke, Fame with no after-hiss, -- Who wear the sword Fame buckles on, to smite For noble cause, refreshed in gardens fair Where jets of music splash the golden air? But prouder I, the shadow-born, to raise Sunward your soul, that rose by a shining stream Swift flowing, full of sky, that makes our days Go singing like rare music, or a dream One sleeps to dream again; for, dear, your love Strews flowers beneath us, holy stars above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ROCK AND HAWK by ROBINSON JEFFERS GODOLPHIN HORNE, WHO WAS CURSED WITH THE SIN OF PRIDE, AND BECAME A BOOT-BLACK by HILAIRE BELLOC PRIDE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE THIN EDGE OF YOUR PRIDE: 1 by KENNETH REXROTH PRIMER LESSON by CARL SANDBURG HAEC FABULA DOCET by ROBERT FROST VICTIM OF HIMSELF by MARVIN BELL A BALLAD OF SIR KAY by NEWMAN HOWARD |
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