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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
RUSSIA, by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE First Line: Saturnian mother! Why dost thou devour Last Line: And haste the advent of a happier time! | |||
SATURNIAN mother! why dost thou devour Thy offspring, who by loving thee are curst? Why must they fear thee who would fain be first To add new glories to thy matchless dower? Why must they flee before thy cruel power, That punishes their best as treason's worst, -- The treason that despotic chains would burst, -- That makes men heroes who in slavery cower? Upon thy brow the stars of empire burn; Thy bearing has a majesty sublime. Thy exiled children ever toward thee yearn; Nor should their ardent love be deemed a crime. O, mighty mother of men, to mildness turn, And haste the advent of a happier time! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APOSTROPHE TO JOHANN SEBASTIAN BACH (PRESTISSIMO) by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE INTERLUDE (ALLEGRO) by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE OLD NORRIDGEWOCK by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE OUR NATIVE BIRDS by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE THE FESTIVAL OF PEACE: THE ORCHESTRA by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE THE FUGUE (ANDANTE MAESTOSO) by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE THE MIRAGE by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE THE ORGAN (ALLEGRO) by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE TO AN IMPERILLED TRAVELLER by NATHAN HASKELL DOLE THE LITTLE BLACK BOY, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE WHEN THE GREAT GRAY SHIPS COME IN [AUGUST 20, 1898] by GUY WETMORE CARRYL |
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