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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IDYLL 3. THE TEACHER TAUGHT, by BION Poet's Biography First Line: By me in my fresh prime did cypris stand Last Line: But his love-ditties—I forget them not. Subject(s): Mythology - Classical; Pan (mythology); Teaching & Teachers; Educators; Professors | |||
BY me in my fresh prime did Cypris stand, Leading the child Love in her lovely hand; He kept his eyes fixt, downcast on the ground, While in mine ears his mother's words did sound:— "Dear herdsman, take and teach for me, I pray, Eros to sing;" she said, and went her way. Him, as one fain to learn, without ado I then began to teach whate'er I knew— Fool that I was! how first great Pan did suit With numerous tones his new-invented flute; Athene wise the straight pipe's reedy hollow; Hermes his shell; his cithern sweet Apollo. I taught him this; he heeded not my lore, But sang me his love-ditties evermore— His mother's doings—how Immortals yearn With fond desires, and how poor mortals burn. All I taught Eros I have quite forgot; But his love-ditties—I forget them not. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CORRESPONDENCE-SCHOOL INSTRUCTOR SAYS GOODBYE TO HIS POETRY STUDENTS by GALWAY KINNELL GRATITUDE TO OLD TEACHERS by ROBERT BLY TWO RAMAGES FOR OLD MASTERS by ROBERT BLY ON FLUNKING A NICE BOY OUT OF SCHOOL by JOHN CIARDI HER MONOLOGUE OF DARK CREPE WITH EDGES OF LIGHT by NORMAN DUBIE OF POLITICS, & ART by NORMAN DUBIE SEVERAL MEASURES FOR THE LITTLE LOST by NORMAN DUBIE IDYLL 1. LAMENT FOR ADONIS by BION |
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