Classic and Contemporary Poetry
STREET ANGEL, by HENRY T. CHAMBERS First Line: She must paint to catch the stares Last Line: In the winter time? | ||||||||
She must paint to catch the stares Of gents who would kiss, For no man knows and none cares How pale she is. (She will dream again tonight Of plowed, ruddy loam, Of clover-green and blossom-white, And the wild plums at home. (She knows it's fool's bliss To lie dreaming late Of brown lads you cannot kiss And plums you never ate, (And what kind of joy comes From a dream or a rhyme Of meadow larks and sand plums In the winter time? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FISH FOR BREAKFAST by HENRY T. CHAMBERS FROM THE VALLEY by HENRY T. CHAMBERS INDIAN NIGHT by HENRY T. CHAMBERS RED BUCK BILL by HENRY T. CHAMBERS FETES GALANTES: ROMANCES SANS PAROLE, SELECTION by PAUL VERLAINE PLEASURE MIXED WITH PAIN by THOMAS WYATT RESURRECTION, IMPERFECT by JOHN DONNE THE WIND IN A FROLIC by WILLIAM HOWITT WIDOW MALONE by CHARLES JAMES LEVER |
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