Showing posts with label poetry month (april). Show all posts
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Friday, April 17, 2015
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The New Ancient of Days [or] The Man of the Cave of Engihoul
Herman Melville (1819-1891)
The man of bone confirms his throne
In cave where fossils be
Outdating every mummy known,
Not older Cuvier's mastadon,
Nor older much the sea;
Old as the Glacial Period, he;
and claims he calls to mind the day
When Thule's king, by reindeer drawn,
His sleigh-bells jingling in icy morn,
Slid clean from the Pole to Wetterhorn
Over frozen waters in May!
Herman Melville (1819-1891)
The man of bone confirms his throne
In cave where fossils be
Outdating every mummy known,
Not older Cuvier's mastadon,
Nor older much the sea;
Old as the Glacial Period, he;
and claims he calls to mind the day
When Thule's king, by reindeer drawn,
His sleigh-bells jingling in icy morn,
Slid clean from the Pole to Wetterhorn
Over frozen waters in May!
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