Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Monday, 13 February 2012

Poems on Various Subjects, Religious and Moral by Phillis Wheatley

To a LADY on her remarkable Preservation
in an Hurricane in North-Carolina.


THOUGH thou did'st hear the tempest from afar,
And felt'st the horrors of the wat'ry war,
To me unknown, yet on this peaceful shore
Methinks I hear the storm tumultuous roar,
And how stern Boreas with impetuous hand
Compell'd the Nereids to usurp the land.
Reluctant rose the daughters of the main,
And slow ascending glided o'er the plain,
Till AEolus in his rapid chariot drove
In gloomy grandeur from the vault above:
Furious he comes. His winged sons obey
Their frantic sire, and madden all the sea.
The billows rave, the wind's fierce tyrant roars,
And with his thund'ring terrors shakes the shores:
Broken by waves the vessel's frame is rent,
And strows with planks the wat'ry element.
But thee, Maria, a kind Nereid's shield
Preserv'd from sinking, and thy form upheld:
And sure some heav'nly oracle design'd
At that dread crisis to instruct thy mind
Things of eternal consequence to weigh,
And to thine heart just feelings to convey
Of things above, and of the future doom,
And what the births of the dread world to come.
From tossing seas I welcome thee to land.
"Resign her, Nereid," 'twas thy God's command.
Thy spouse late buried, as thy fears conceiv'd,
Again returns, thy fears are all reliev'd:
Thy daughter blooming with superior grace
Again thou see'st, again thine arms embrace;
O come, and joyful show thy spouse his heir,
And what the blessings of maternal care!




Biography of Phillis Wheatly


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Thursday, 26 January 2012

Beowulf

Beowulf got ready,
donned his war-gear, indifferent to death;
his mighty, hand-forged, fine-webbed mail
would soon meet with the menace underwater.
It would keep the bone-cage of his body safe

- Beowulf 1442-1446

Tv Tropes Page

An informal (and hilarious) recap


The original can be found here. A free translation is available, but personally I prefer the Seamus Heaney one, that I have quoted above.

A note on translation.

A reading by Michael Drout, Professor of English at Wheaton College in Massachusetts.

TL;DR:  Read it!