Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CATHARINE, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: We children every morn would wait Last Line: "and tell the master catharine's dead." Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Death - Children; Death - Babies | ||||||||
WE children every morn would wait For Catharine, at the garden gate; Behind school-time, her sunny hair Would melt the master's frown of care, What time his hand but threatened pain, Shaking aloft his awful cane; So here one summer's morn we wait For Catharine at the garden gate. To Dave I say -- "There's sure to be Some coral isle unknown at sea, And -- if I see it first -- 'tis mine! But I'll give it to Catharine." "When she grows up," says Dave to me, "Some ruler in a far countree, Where every voice but his is dumb, Owner of pearls, and gold, and gum, Will build for her a shining throne, Higher than his, and near his own; And he, who would not list before, Will listen to Catharine, and adore Her face and form; and," Dave went on -- When came a man there pale and wan, Whose face was dark and wet though kind, He, coming there, seemed like a wind Whose breath is rain, yet will not stop To give the parched flowers a drop: "Go, children, to your school," he said -- "And tell the master Catharine's dead." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST CHILDREN by RANDALL JARRELL THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN MELANCHOLY; AN ODE by WILLIAM BROOME SISTERS IN ARMS by AUDRE LORDE A BOTANICAL TROPE by WILLIAM MEREDITH FOR MOHAMMED ZEID OF GAZA, AGE 15 by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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