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Biography of Alan Seeger

Alan Seeger

Alan Seeger (1886 - 1916)

Alan Seeger was an American poet, born in New York City. Seeger graduated from Harvard at 1910. During World War I he served in the French Foreign Legion and was killed in battle in 1916. He is famous for his war poem, I Have a Rendezvous with Death. He was twenty-two when this photograph was taken while he was a student at Harvard.


77 Poems written by Alan Seeger

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(To have been read before the statue of Lafayette and Washington in Paris, on Decoration Day, May 30, 1916). Comments and analysis of Ode in Memory of the American Volunteers Fallen for France by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
A cloud has lowered that shall not soon pass o'er.
A shell surprised our post one day Comments and analysis of Maktoob by Alan Seeger 2 Comments
A splendor, flamelike, born to be pursued, Comments and analysis of Sonnet X by Alan Seeger 2 Comments
A tide of beauty with returning May Comments and analysis of Sonnet V by Alan Seeger 2 Comments
Above the ruin of God's holy place,
All that's not love is the dearth of my days, Comments and analysis of All That's Not Love . . . by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Amid the florid multitude her face
Another prospect pleased the builder's eye,
Apart sweet women (for whom Heaven be blessed),
As one of some fat tillage dispossessed,
At dusk, when lowlands where dark waters glide
Be my companion under cool arcades Comments and analysis of Written in a Volume of the Comtesse de Noailles by Alan Seeger 6 Comments
Broceliande! in the perilous beauty of silence and menacing shade,
Clouds rosy-tinted in the setting sun, Comments and analysis of Sonnet 12 by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Deep in the sloping forest that surrounds
Do you remember once, in Paris of glad faces, Comments and analysis of Do You Remember Once . . . by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Down the strait vistas where a city street
Exiled afar from youth and happy love,
First, London, for its myriads; for its height,
Flaked, drifting clouds hide not the full moon's rays
Florence, rejoice! For thou o'er land and sea Comments and analysis of Translations: Dante - Inferno, Canto XXVI by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Give me the treble of thy horns and hoofs, Comments and analysis of Sonnet VI by Alan Seeger 4 Comments
He faints with hope and fear. It is the hour. Comments and analysis of The Rendezvous by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Her courts are by the flux of flaming ways,
Her eyes under their lashes were blue pools
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I care not that one listen if he lives
I fancied, while you stood conversing there,
I have a rendezvous with Death Comments and analysis of I Have A Rendezvous With Death by Alan Seeger 73 Comments
I have a rendezvous with Death
I have sought Happiness, but it has been Comments and analysis of Sonnet 10 by Alan Seeger 2 Comments
I know a village in a far-off land
I loved illustrious cities and the crowds
I stood beside his sepulchre whose fame, Comments and analysis of At the Tomb of Napoleon by Alan Seeger 2 Comments
I who, conceived beneath another star,
If I was drawn here from a distant place, Comments and analysis of Sonnet 04 by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
In Lyonesse was beauty enough, men say:
In that fair capital where Pleasure, crowned
In the glad revels, in the happy fetes,
IT may be for the world of weeds and tares
Lay me where soft Cyrene rambles down
Like as a dryad, from her native bole Comments and analysis of Sonnet XII by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
My spirit only lived to look on Beauty's face,
Not that I always struck the proper mean Comments and analysis of Sonnet 02 by Alan Seeger 6 Comments
O happiness, I know not what far seas,
Oft as by chance, a little while apart
Oft when sweet music undulated round,
Oh, love of woman, you are known to be Comments and analysis of Sonnet 08 by Alan Seeger 9 Comments
Oh, you are more desirable to me Comments and analysis of Sonnet 06 by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Over the radiant ridges borne out on the offshore wind,
Purged, with the life they left, of all
Ruggiero, to amaze the British host,
Seeing you have not come with me, nor spent
Sidney, in whom the heyday of romance
So when the verdure of his life was shed, Comments and analysis of Tithonus by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Stretched on a sunny bank he lay at rest,
The lad I was I longer now
The need to love that all the stars obey Comments and analysis of The Need to Love by Alan Seeger 7 Comments
The rooks aclamor when one enters here Comments and analysis of Coucy by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Their strength had fed on this when Death's white arms
There have been times when I could storm and plead, Comments and analysis of Sonnet 07 by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
There is a power whose inspiration fills Comments and analysis of Juvenilia, An Ode to Natural Beauty by Alan Seeger 2 Comments
There was a boy -- not above childish fears -- Comments and analysis of The Nympholept by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
There was a youth around whose early way Comments and analysis of Sonnet III by Alan Seeger 3 Comments
Though thou art now a ruin bare and cold, Comments and analysis of Tezcotzinco by Alan Seeger 7 Comments
Thy petals yet are closely curled,
To me, a pilgrim on that journey bound Comments and analysis of Sonnet VII by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
To see the clouds his spirit yearned toward so
Tonight a shimmer of gold lies mantled o'er
Up at his attic sill the South wind came
We first saw fire on the tragic slopes
When among creatures fair of countenance
Who shall invoke her, who shall be her priest, Comments and analysis of Sonnet XVI: Who Shall Invoke Her by Alan Seeger 1 Comment
Why should you be astonished that my heart,
You have the grit and the guts, I know;


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