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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A RUNIC ODE, by THOMAS WARTON THE ELDER Poet's Biography First Line: Yes - 'tis decreed my sword no more Last Line: As e'er in battle bar'd my breast. Subject(s): Courts & Courtiers; Death; War; Dead, The | |||
A R G U M E N T. Regner Ladbrog, a King of one of the Northern Nations, being mortally stung by a Viper, before the Venom had reach'd his Vitals, broke out into the following Verses. I. YES'tis decreed my Sword no more Shall smoke and blush with hostile Gore; To my great Father's Feasts I go, Where luscious Wines for ever flow, Which from the hollow Sculls we drain, Of Kings in furious Combat slain. II. Death, to the Brave a blest Resort, Brings us to awful Odin's Court; Where with old Warriors mix'd we dwell, Recount our Wounds, our Triumphs tell; Me, will they own as bold a Guest, As e'er in Battle bar'd my Breast. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND A FAREWELL TO POETRY by THOMAS WARTON THE ELDER A FRAGMENT OF A SATIRE by THOMAS WARTON THE ELDER A PARAPHRASE ON THE 13TH CHAPTER OF ISAIAH by THOMAS WARTON THE ELDER |
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