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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
LINES TO A COMIC AUTHOR, ON AN ABUSIVE REVIEW, by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: What though the chilly wide-mouth'd quacking chorus Last Line: I hate the quacking tribe, and they hate me!' Subject(s): Critics & Criticism | |||
What though the chilly wide-mouth'd quacking chorus From the rank swamps of murk Review-land croak: So was it, neighbour, in the times before us, When Momus, throwing on his Attic cloak, Romped with the Graces; and each tickled Muse (That Turk, Dan Phoebus, whom bards call divine, Was married to -- at least, he kept -- all nine) Fled, but still with reverted faces ran; Yet, somewhat the broad freedoms to excuse, They had allur'd the audacious Greek to use, Swore they mistook him for their own good man. This Momus -- Aristophanes on earth Men called him -- maugre all his wit and worth Was croaked and gabbled at. How, then, should you, Or I, friend, hope to 'scape the skulking crew? No! laugh, and say aloud, in tones of glee, 'I hate the quacking tribe, and they hate me!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES FREELY TAKEN FROM CALLIMACHUS by CHARLES MARTIN FORM DESTRUCTIONIST?ÇÖSCULPTOR by ROBERT MCALMON POETS AND CRITICS by JOHN FREDERICK NIMS LINES TO A DON by HILAIRE BELLOC TO A REVIEWER WHO ADMIRED MY BOOK by JOHN CIARDI SONORA DESERT POEM by LUCILLE CLIFTON THE SEVEN ARTS by ROBERT FROST IN MEMORY OF DAVID KALSTONE by ANTHONY HECHT METAMORPHOSES: 16. PROSERPINA (JOHN RUSKIN) by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM A CHILD'S EVENING PRAYER by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE A DAY DREAM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE A THOUGHT SUGGESTED BY A VIEW, OF SADDLEBACK IN CUMBERLAND by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |
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