Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON EXPECTING SOME BOOKS, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: To-morrow they will come. I know Last Line: Together in one room with me. Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Books; Reading | ||||||||
To-morrow they will come. I know How rich their sweet contents are, so Upon their dress let Fancy play -- Will it be blue, red, green or grey? Sweet Books that I have oft heard named, And seen stand up like blossoms framed, Through many a common window shown -- When I was moneyless in town; But never touched their leaves, nor bent Close to them and inhaled their scent. They'll come like snowdrops to a Bee That, tired of empty dreams, can see Real flowers at last. Until this time, Now on the threshold of my prime, I did not guess my poverty; That none of these rich Books, that lie Untouched on many a shelf -- save when A housemaid, dreaming of young men And music, sport, and dance, and dress, Will bang them for their dustiness -- That none of these were in my care; To-morrow I will have them here. Well do I know their value; they Will not be purses found, which may Be full of coppers, nails or keys -- They will not disappoint, like these. Books I can always trust; for they Will not tell neighbours what I say, What time I go to bed and rise, What eat and drink. They'll make no cries For cloth to suit the season; no Oft going out, to make me grow Jealous of their long absence. When I'm visited by living men, They will not sulk and cast black looks When left unflattered. These sweet Books Will not be heard to grumble that I keep the room too cold or hot; The one in leather will not chide To feel a cloth one touch his side. O may their coming never cease! May my book-family increase; Clothes, pictures, ornaments of show, Trinkets and mirrors -- these can go Outside, that all my Books may be Together in one room with me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TWO SONNETS: 1 by DAVID LEHMAN THE ILLUSTRATION?ÇÖA FOOTNOTE by DENISE LEVERTOV FALLING ASLEEP OVER THE AENEID by ROBERT LOWELL POETRY MACHINES by CATE MARVIN LENDING LIBRARY by PHYLLIS MCGINLEY A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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