Passing Strange
I read a great deal of vers libre ,
And " images " scan by the score,
But never a line,
Be it ever so fine,
Is added to memory's store.
Though avid of Amy and Ezra,
Though keen for the poems they write,
If requested to quote
Either luminous pote,
I'd have to say " Pass! " or " Good-night! "
It may be that memory's so cluttered
With Shelley and Shakespeare and Blake,
With Housman and Horace,
Macaulay and Morris,
And Dante and Dryden and Drake —
The new stuff has no room to enter:
The fault, past denying, is mine.
Yet I still think it strange,
As the moderns I range,
That I never remember a line.
And " images " scan by the score,
But never a line,
Be it ever so fine,
Is added to memory's store.
Though avid of Amy and Ezra,
Though keen for the poems they write,
If requested to quote
Either luminous pote,
I'd have to say " Pass! " or " Good-night! "
It may be that memory's so cluttered
With Shelley and Shakespeare and Blake,
With Housman and Horace,
Macaulay and Morris,
And Dante and Dryden and Drake —
The new stuff has no room to enter:
The fault, past denying, is mine.
Yet I still think it strange,
As the moderns I range,
That I never remember a line.
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