Poetry

  <lg type="sonnet">
    <head>On First Looking into Chapman's Homer</head>
    <lg type="quatrain">
      <l>Much have I travell’d in the realms of gold,</l>
      <l>And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;</l>
      <l>Round many western islands have I been</l>
      <l>Which bards in fealty to <persName>Apollo</persName> hold.</l>
    </lg>
    <lg type="quatrain">
      <l>Oft of one wide expanse had I been told</l>
      <l>That deep-brow’d <persName>Homer</persName> ruled as his demesne;</l>
      <l>Yet did I never breathe its pure serene</l>
      <l>Till I heard <persName>Chapman</persName> speak out loud and bold:</l>
    </lg>
    <lg type="sestet">
      <l>Then felt I like some watcher of the skies</l>
      <l>When a new planet swims into his ken;</l>
      <l>Or like stout <persName>Cortez</persName> when with eagle eyes</l>
      <l>He star’d at the <placeName>Pacific</placeName>—and all his men</l>
      <l>Look'd at each other with a wild surmise—</l>
      <l>Silent, upon a peak in <placeName>Darien</placeName>.</l>
    </lg>
  </lg>
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