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Give me a golden pen, and let me lean
On heaped-up flowers, in regions clear, and far;
Bring me a tablet whiter than a star,
Or hand of hymning angel, when 'tis seen
The silver strings of heavenly harp atween:
And let there glide by many a pearly car
Pink robes, and wavy hair, and diamond jar,
And half-discovered wings, and glances keen.
The while let music wander round my ears,
And as it reaches each delicious ending,
Let me write down a line of glorious tone,
And full of many wonders of the spheres:
For what a height my spirit is contending!
'Tis not content so soon to be alone

2007-03-16 15:26:36 · 9 answers · asked by Anonymous in Arts & Humanities Other - Arts & Humanities

the hint... the tittle is " leaving some friends at an early hour"

2007-03-16 15:31:16 · update #1

on reading this.. it seems like there's something to do with an early death. there's flower, tablets, music.....
i need a full explaination.

2007-03-16 15:33:11 · update #2

pin C write about your idea.. evryone's view may be right.

2007-03-16 15:34:06 · update #3

you don't have to folllow what i just said of death because i am the only one who talk about death while the others took it as something else and it made sense. so other ideas may be right. just write how you feel

2007-03-16 16:11:58 · update #4

9 answers

Give me a golden pen, and let me lean
On heaped-up flowers, in regions clear, and far;
Bring me a tablet whiter than a star,
Or hand of hymning angel, when 'tis seen
The silver strings of heavenly harp atween:
And let there glide by many a pearly car
Pink robes, and wavy hair, and diamond jar,
And half-discovered wings, and glances keen.
The while let music wander round my ears,
And as it reaches each delicious ending,
Let me write down a line of glorious tone,
And full of many wonders of the spheres:
For what a height my spirit is contending!
'Tis not content so soon to be

2007-03-16 15:28:25 · answer #1 · answered by puppyluvr2333 3 · 0 0

uhm i dont really know. maybe that the person is joyful with the things in life...and people who don't learn to live with life in a hpy way will soon be alone with death and themselves cuz they waste life waiting and wandering and not living.
thats just my guess...its sound like a good poem. but i cant comprehend to give an assuring answer.

2007-03-16 15:58:41 · answer #2 · answered by Teenager 5 · 0 0

I am dying, My life was full and I'm afraid that it will soon be nothingness. If there's a God let him unfold my wings and in a composition of glorious
music and song. let me be among the friends, the rich and famous, the poor and humble,and let them look on me as one of them and together we can again reflect on happy days. Life was fulfilling
then let it be that way forever.

2007-03-16 15:55:47 · answer #3 · answered by Charles H 4 · 0 0

I think it has something to do with fame? And trying to find someone to settle down with? Just a thought... definitely not positive.

2007-03-16 15:30:38 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

This poem is beautiful. I have an idea of what it's about but I'm not sure enough to answer.

2007-03-16 15:31:19 · answer #5 · answered by Anonymous · 0 0

they want eveyrthign to be perfect and want to write good stories and they dont wanna be alone and i thinkt hey want drugs at leats thats what heaped up flowers sounds liek to me

2007-03-16 15:30:19 · answer #6 · answered by woundshurtless 4 · 0 0

I thought it was about a person who was dying... but I'm not sure.

2007-03-16 15:36:04 · answer #7 · answered by blonde_tornado2002 3 · 0 0

that means give me the peaceful things that i feel more relaxed and not lonely

2007-03-16 15:29:40 · answer #8 · answered by Cookiez and Milkツ 3 · 0 0

He smoked some bad crack and is tripping

2007-03-16 15:29:21 · answer #9 · answered by ♪ ♫ ☮ NYbron ☮ ♪ ♫ 6 · 0 0

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