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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BLUFF, by LUCIUS KING FULLER First Line: Oh giant form, so old, yet ever new Last Line: The council fires of freedom on your height. | |||
Oh giant form, so old, yet ever new, Adamantine, immovable, and vast; You hide the prairie's greenery from our view, Leviathan of a dim, majestic past. We wonder if your kind and race were born Where raged, all glowing, Aetna's lava flames, Or spouting tide-rips tuned the Triton's horn. Perhaps you garbled both their destined games. The wooded mane, along your warrior crest, Seems earnest of that dimmed and far-off time When beast and bird might find a welcome rest Or bounteous table, spread where they might climb. Valorous Sachem, lead us as we light The Council Fires of Freedom on your height. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INEVITABLE by SARAH KNOWLES BOLTON ALEXANDER CRUMMELL - DEAD by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE LITTLE HILL by EDNA ST. VINCENT MILLAY EDEN BOWER by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI PUCK AND THE FAIRY, FR. A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE QUATORZAINS: 1. TO PERFUME by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |
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