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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE ADVENTURER, by JOHN WARWICK DANIEL III First Line: Defiantly impatient, I prod the flank of fate Last Line: No man denied her kisses were divine. | |||
Defiantly impatient, I prod the flank of fate And urge the lagging hour to bear me on; Each day I tell my soul I cannot wait For years to pass before the month has gone. My vision taunts the present's pointless change, A dreamer's hunger gnaws my heaving breast; The fields of distance shine with bright unrest And I demand of life a wider range. Away with simple rules of sure success, To venture is to find a dearer prize; Soft lips, and rounded cheeks and women's thighs -- What heaven could offer more or less? Though Circe turned her lovers into swine, No man denied her kisses were divine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE YOUNG MYSTIC by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE SOLDIER'S DREAM by THOMAS CAMPBELL FAREWELL TO ARRAS by ADAM DE LA HALLE PEBBLES by KENNETH SLADE ALLING A THREAD OF HAIR by CHRISTOPHER BANNISTER TO A BIRD IN THE CITY by MATTHIAS BARR |
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