Poems, by Edward Rowland Sill.

by Michigan Historical Reprint Series

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Genres: Poetry, Fiction, Classics

124 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1867

Reviews

[Jozef Vizdak · Rating 3 out of 5]

The frailest leaf, the mossy bark,
The acorn's cup, the raindrops's arc,
The swinging spider's silver line,
The ruby of the drop of wine,
The shining pebble of the pond,
Thou inscribest with a bond,
In thy momentary play,
Would bankrupt nature to repay.

The South-wind brings
Live, sunshine, and desire,
And on every mount and meadow
Breathes aromatic fire;
But over the dead he has no power,
The lost, the lost, he cannot restore;
And, looking over the hills, I mourn
The darling who shall not return.

[عدنان العبار · Rating 4 out of 5]

Excellent volume of poetry. To be found in it are gems and fillers. I adored some poems, and pulled myself through others. I am pretty sure I would love them in the proper sitting and mood, but I was not in that. All poems, even the ones that pull and lag have segment that make them worth the read. Some I felt were way way too long and I wish to read them at a later time and perhaps edit my review and explain what the issue was.

[Duffy Pratt · Rating 2 out of 5]

These just did not do it for me. The poems veer towards doggerel, with obvious rhymes and a sing-song rhythm that did not appeal to me at all, and frequently broken in ways that struck me as awkward and purposeless. Moreover, the subject matter mostly struck me as either trite or hackneyed. There were a couple of poems that conveyed some ideas of Transcendentalism that I enjoyed, but overall I found this dull and tedious.

[Sue · Rating 2 out of 5]

The poem which I read is "Uriel', but I could not find it individually in Goodreads.
I couldn't work out what was going on in this poem. Uriel is an angel or God and overhears some gods scheming and tells on them, maybe!

[Stephen Howard · Rating 2 out of 5]

Honestly, pretty disappointing after reading the essays. Generic C19 poems with awkward rhymes.