To Poesy
...I fain
Would know the hills, the founts, the very trees,
Where sang the Greeks of old. I would have plain
Before my vision, heroes, poets, kings,
Hear their clear accents; then observe where trod
E'en mythic men; yea, next on Hermes' wings
Would mount Oylmpus and discern each god.
- Wilfred Owen, ll. 54-60.
Would know the hills, the founts, the very trees,
Where sang the Greeks of old. I would have plain
Before my vision, heroes, poets, kings,
Hear their clear accents; then observe where trod
E'en mythic men; yea, next on Hermes' wings
Would mount Oylmpus and discern each god.
- Wilfred Owen, ll. 54-60.
posted by Nixie! at 10:47 pm
2 Comments:
hi, i read your PMS entry.. :) i guess you're from New Zealand, studying in London?
Had a break between classes back home so working & then travelling over here for a few months.
Yay for a mighty 5'C already this morning!
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