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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON AN AUTUMN SKETCH OF H.G. WILD, by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Thanks to the artist, ever on my wall Last Line: Even with a cloud whose light were yet to lose! Subject(s): Friendship; Portraits | |||
THANKS to the artist, ever on my wall The sunset stays: that hill in glory rolled, Those trees and clouds in crimson and in gold, Burn on, nor cool when evening's shadows fall. Not round these splendors Midnight wraps her pall; These leaves the flush of Autumn's vintage hold In Winter's spite, nor can the Northwind bold Deface my chapel's western window small: On one, ah me! October struck his frost, But not repaid him with those Tyrian hues; His naked boughs but tell him what is lost, And parting comforts of the sun refuse: His heaven is bare, — ah, were its hollow crost Even with a cloud whose light were yet to lose! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AQUATINT FRAMED IN GOLD by AMY LOWELL PORTRAIT OF X (III) by THOMAS LUX PORTRAIT OF THE GREAT WHITE HUNTER FOXHUNTING IN THE ABSENCE OF BIG... by CLARENCE MAJOR PORTRAIT OF A MAN by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER PORTRAITE DE L'ARTISTE by ALICIA SUSKIN OSTRIKER FAMILY PORTRAIT by KENNETH PATCHEN FEMALE PORTRAIT, 19TH CENTURY by TOMAS TRANSTROMER AFTER THE BURIAL by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL |
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