My Portion is Defeat today
My Portion is Defeat today
A paler luck than Victory
Less Paeans fewer Bells
The Drums don’t follow Me with tunes
Defeat a somewhat slower means
More Arduous than Balls
‘Tis populous with Bone and stain
And Men too straight to stoop again,
And Piles of solid Moan
And Chips of Blank in Boyish Eyes
And scraps of Prayer
And Death’s surprise,
Stamped visible in Stone
There’s somewhat prouder, over there
The Trumpets tell it to the Air
How different Victory
To Him who has it and the One
Who to have had it, would have been
Contender to die
Similar poems:
- A Song of Defeat The line breaks and the guns go under, The lords and the lackeys ride the plain; I draw deep breaths […]...
- Imagining Defeat She woke me up at dawn, Her suitcase like a little brown dog at her heels. I sat up and […]...
- Hatred and vengeance, my eternal portion Hatred and vengeance, my eternal portion, Scarce can endure delay of execution, Wait, with impatient readiness, to seize my Soul […]...
- ‘Tis so much joy! ‘Tis so much joy! ‘Tis so much joy! ‘Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I, […]...
- I should have been too glad, I see I should have been too glad, I see Too lifted for the scant degree Of Life’s penurious Round My little […]...
- The Has-Been A STONE face higher than six horses stood five thousand Years gazing at the world seeming to clutch a secret. […]...
- Full of Life, Now FULL of life, now, compact, visible, I, forty years old the Eighty-third Year of The States, To one a century […]...
- The Stars are old, that stood for me The Stars are old, that stood for me The West a little worn Yet newer glows the only Gold I […]...
- A Year Ago I’m sitting by the fire tonight, The cat purrs on the rug; The room’s abrim with rosy light, Suavely soft […]...
- Modern Love I: By This He Knew She Wept By this he knew she wept with waking eyes: That, at his hand’s light quiver by her head, The strange […]...
- From Blank to Blank From Blank to Blank A Threadless Way I pushed Mechanic feet To stop or perish or advance Alike indifferent If […]...
- Kinship IN summer time, with high imaginings Of proud Crusaders and of Paynim kings, The children crowned themselves with famous names, […]...
- Loss And Gain When I compare What I have lost with what I have gained, What I have missed with what attained, Little […]...
- Billy’s Rain How do you think I feel When you make me talk to you And won’t let me stop Till the […]...
- Affliction (II) Kill me not ev’ry day, Thou Lord of life, since thy one death for me Is more than all my […]...
- The Song Of The Pacifist What do they matter, our headlong hates, when we take the toll of our Dead? Think ye our glory and […]...
- Just Think! Just think! some night the stars will gleam Upon a cold, grey stone, And trace a name with silver beam, […]...
- Fool’s Money Bags Outside the long window, With his head on the stone sill, The dog is lying, Gazing at his Beloved. His […]...
- On the Beach at Fontana Wind whines and whines the shingle, The crazy pierstakes groan; A senile sea numbers each single Slimesilvered stone. From whining […]...
- To A Friend Whose Work Has Come To Nothing Now all the truth is out, Be secret and take defeat From any brazen throat, For how can you compete, […]...
- The Thought-Fox I imagine this midnight moment’s forest: Something else is alive Beside the clock’s loneliness And this blank page where my […]...
- Dedication Inscribed to a Dear Child: In Memory of Golden Summer Hours And Whispers of a Summer Sea Girt with a […]...
- This Window is This window is confidence, Documenting proceedings, Capturing moments, Cleansing views Challenging sentiment. This window is nourishment Filling the eyes With […]...
- Under Cover of Night To slip into your shadow under cover of night. To follow your footsteps, your shadow at the window. That shadow […]...
- Straw in the Street Straw in the street where I pass to-day Dulls the sound of the wheels and feet. ‘Tis for a failing […]...
- I cross till I am weary I cross till I am weary A Mountain in my mind More Mountains then a Sea More Seas And then […]...
- Lingard and the Stars The table hurled itself, to our surprise, At Lingard, and anon rapped eagerly: “When earth is cold and there is […]...
- My New-Cut Ashler My New-Cut ashlar takes the light Where crimson-blank the windows flare. By my own work before the night, Great Overseer, […]...
- So the Eyes accost and sunder So the Eyes accost and sunder In an Audience Stamped occasionally forever So may Countenance Entertain without addressing Countenance of […]...
- Allegory Of The Cave He climbed toward the blinding light And when his eyes adjusted He looked down and could see His fellow prisoners […]...