Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE STRAIN, by CHRISTINE TURNER CURTIS First Line: The old new england soul of me Last Line: Close akin to tears. Subject(s): Wellesley College | ||||||||
THE Old New England soul of me Loves all sleek and hearty things; Wide-roofed barns and stuffed haymows, Fat white goslings, leaf-brown cows, Autumns and harvestings, And the bulging orange cheeks Of ripe pumpkins in the sun; Seed-corn hanging by the door, Melons on the woodshed floor, Clapp's Favorites, one by one, Dropping from the loaded trees, And the copper Seckel pear, -- Loves the crowded apple bin And the red fruit rumbling in; Grandfather's spindle chair Standing by the kitchen blaze, The deep chimney and the clock And the blackened old firedogs Under the huge twisted logs, New butter in a crock And great foaming jars of milk, Yellow loaves of citron cake, Currant jellies, clear and red, And the brown domes of the bread Fresh from the morning bake. All the fine old frugal ways Of those gallant Pilgrim years Have the power to wake in me That deep sober ecstasy, Close akin to tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES WRITTEN TO A TRANSLATOR OF GREEK POETRY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON THE LESSER BEAUTY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON WORK by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON IN MEMORY: MISS JEWETT by GRACE ALLERTON ANDREWS HERE ENTER NOT by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON I CLEANED MY HOUSE TODAY by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON MY GARDEN by KATHARINE CANBY BALDERSTON COLLEGE NIGHT by CHRISTINE TURNER CURTIS |
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