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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SINFONIA EROICA, by ALICE ARCHER SEWALL JAMES First Line: He comes, the happy warrior Last Line: And mine with longing that he might remain. | |||
HE comes, the happy warrior, The wind has blown him on! He is great and terrible and sweet, From flaming hair to rapid feet. His presence strides the earth full-armed, complete. Oh, underneath his helmet-rim The crowded lilies lie. From some Elysian feast he comes, Struck with the passion of the drums, And fragrant from the feast, behold, he comes! He holds all morning in his face, All fury and all fire. His panting heart bursts with disdain Of all that hinders him from pain; And mine with longing that he might remain. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PROCESSIONAL by ALICE ARCHER SEWALL JAMES THE BUTTERFLY by ALICE ARCHER SEWALL JAMES I'VE NOTHING TO OFFER by DAVID IGNATOW BROTHERHOOD by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONG FOR A VIOLA D'AMORE by AMY LOWELL ADVICE TO A RAVEN IN RUSSIA by JOEL BARLOW LINES ON HEARING THE ORGAN by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY MOTLEY by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE LEMON PIE by EDGAR ALBERT GUEST |
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