Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FOR AN URN IN THORESBY PARK, by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: With frigid art our numbers flow Last Line: And virtue raise the vacant urn. Subject(s): Nature | ||||||||
With frigid art our numbers flow For joy unfelt and fabled woe; And listless are the poet's dreams Of pastoral pipe and haunted streams. All Nature's boundless reign is theirs, But most her triumphs and her tears. They try, nor vainly try, their power To cheer misfortune's lonely hour; Whether they raise the laurell'd head, Or stoop beneath the peasant's shed, They pass the glory they bestow, And shine above the light they throw. To Valour, in his car of fire, Shall Genius strike the solemn lyre: A Riou's fall shall Manvers mourn, And Virtue raise the vacant urn. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTERRUPTED MEDITATION by ROBERT HASS TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: HOME by LYN HEJINIAN WRITING IS AN AID TO MEMORY: 17 by LYN HEJINIAN LET US GATHER IN A FLOURISHING WAY by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA IN MICHAEL ROBINS?ÇÖS CLASS MINUS ONE by HICOK. BOB BREADTH. CIRCLE. DESERT. MONARCH. MONTH. WISDOM by JOHN HOLLANDER VARIATIONS: 16 by CONRAD AIKEN UNHOLY SONNET 13 by MARK JARMAN A FIESOLAN IDYL by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR |
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