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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ERE WITH COLD BEADS OF MIDNIGHT DEW, by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: A subject, not a slave! Subject(s): Love – Nature Of | |||
Ere with cold beads of midnight dew ''aHad mingled tears of thine, I grieved, fond Youth! that thou shouldst sue ''aTo haughty Geraldine. Immoveable by generous sighs, ''aShe glories in a train Who drag, beneath our native skies, ''aAn oriental chain. Pine not like them with arms across, ''aForgetting in thy care How the fast-rooted trees can toss ''aTheir branches in mid air. The humblest rivulet will take ''aIts own wild liberties; And, every day, the imprisoned lake ''aIs flowing in the breeze. Then crouch no more on suppliant knee, ''aBut scorn with scorn outbrave; A Briton, even in love, should be ''aA subject, not a slave! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CRY GOING OUT OVER PASTURES by ROBERT BLY AND KNEELING AT THE EDGE OF THE TRANSPARENT SEA I SHALL SHAPE FOR ... by ANNE CARSON THE GLASS ESSAY by ANNE CARSON AMONG MY FRIENDS LOVE IS A GREAT SORROW by ROBERT DUNCAN CHOSEN BY THE LION by LINDA GREGG THE SMALL THING LOVE IS by LINDA GREGG ADVISING MYSELF by PHILIP LEVINE A JEWISH FAMILY; IN A SMALL VALLEY OPPOSITE ST. GOAR by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |
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