ALL day, on bole and limb the axes ring,
And every stroke upon my startled brain
Falls with the power of sympathetic pain;
I shrink to view each glorious forest-king
Descend to earth, a wan, discrown
(Paul Hamilton Hayne)
More Poetry from Paul Hamilton Hayne:
Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems based on Topics: Pain, Power- Antonio Melidori (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
- Daphles. An Argive Story (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
- The Mountain Of The Lovers (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
- Songs Of The Imprisoned Naiad (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
- Widderin's Race. Australian. (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
- Ode II (Paul Hamilton Hayne Poems)
Readers Who Like This Poem Also Like:
Based on Topics: Pain Poems, Power PoemsBased on Keywords: discrown, forest-king