Jose Maria de Heredia
Jose Maria de Heredia Poems
- The Runner As when at Delphi, Thymus close behind, He flew ...
- The Flute Evening is here. Some pigeons cross the ...
- The Shell In what cold seas, under what winters' reign, - ...
- To The Divine Mountains Blue glaciers, peaks of marble, ...
- Death Of The Eagle Although beyond the eternal snows, ...
- Sea Bleeze The winter has deflowered garden and ...
- Antony And Cleopatra On Egypt sleeping under sky of ...
a Cuban-born French poet. He was the fifteenth member elected for seat 4 of the Académie française during 1894.
Heredia was born at Fortuna Cafeyere, near Santiago de Cuba of Spanish Criollo and French ancestry. At the age of eight he went from the West Indies to France, returning then to Havana at age seventeen, and finally making France his home not long afterwards. He received his classical education with the priests of Saint Vincent at Senlis, and after his visit to Havana he studied at the Ecole des Chartes at Paris. During the later 1860s, with François Edouard Joachim Coppée, René François Armand Sully-Prudhomme, Paul Verlaine and others less ... more »
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As when at Delphi, Thymus close behind,
He flew through stadium to applause's roar,
So on this plinth now Ladas runs one more,
On bronze foot, slim, and swifter than the wind.
With arm outstretched, eyes fixed, trunk front inclined,
The beaded drops of sweat his face glide o'er;
Surely while sculptor did the metal pour,
The athlete leaped from mould in form designed.
He throbs, he trembles, hopes, yet fears to lose;
His side pants, the cleaved air his lips refuse,
And with the strain his muscles jutting rise.
His spirit's ardor is beyond ...