Many are Called

Many are Called by Edwin Arlington Robinson

The poem presents Lord Apollo as an immortal and supreme power, secluded within a domain made unreachable by his own magic. Countless people try through sacred and profane song, joy, anguish, and invocation to draw him out, but all remain outside his walls. Only at rare and unknowable moments, by Apollo’s own unreadable will, does a searching light break through the darkness and touch the patient dead with gold.

By Edwin Arlington Robinson · First published 1916 · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Sonnet, Symbolist Poetry · 133 words

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THE LORD APOLLO, who has never died, / Still holds alone his immemorial reign, / Supreme in an impregnable domain

That with his magic he has fortified; / And though melodious multitudes have tried

In ecstasy, in anguish, and in vain, / With invocation sacred and profane

To lure him, even the loudest are outside.

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poetry · American literature · modernism · dramatic monologue · narrative verse · psychological insight · loneliness · alienation · tragedy · disillusionment · mortality · love

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