Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GREENOCK, by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: We have not passed into a doleful city Last Line: The poor, the lonely, herdsman's joy and pride. Subject(s): Greenock, Scotland | ||||||||
Per me si va nella Citta dolente. 'WE' have not passed into a doleful City, We who were led to-day down a grim dell, By some too boldly named "the Jaws of Hell:" Where be the wretched ones, the sights for pity? These crowded streets resound no plaintive ditty: -- As from the hive where bees in summer dwell, Sorrow seems here excluded; and that knell, It neither damps the gay, nor checks the witty. Alas! too busy Rival of old Tyre, Whose merchants Princes were, whose decks were thrones; Soon may the punctual sea in vain respire To serve thy need, in union with that Clyde Whose nursling current brawls o'er mossy stones, The poor, the lonely, herdsman's joy and pride. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ADMONITION [TO A TRAVELLER] by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AN APRIL MORNING by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ANIMAL TRANQUILITY AND DECAY; A SKETCH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AT FLORENCE by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH AT THE GRAVE OF BURNS; SEVEN YEARS AFTER HIS DEATH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH BUONAPARTE by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH COMPOSED AT NEIDPATH CASTLE, 1803 by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH COMPOSED BY THE SEA-SIDE NEAR CALAIS [AUGUST 1802] by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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