Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AT LAST, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: A dark, tempestuous night; the stars shut in Last Line: "eureka is his name -- I've found ""a boy!" Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F. Subject(s): Birth; Faces; Night; Child Birth; Midwifery; Bedtime | ||||||||
A dark, tempestuous night; the stars shut in With shrouds of fog; an inky, jet-black blot The firmament; and where the moon has been An hour agone seems like the darkest spot. The weird wind -- furious at its demon game -- Rattles one's fancy like a window-frame. A care-worn face peers out into the dark, And childish faces -- frightened at the gloom -- Grow awed and vacant as they turn to mark The father's as he passes through the room: The gate latch clatters, and wee baby Bess Whispers, "The doctor's tummin' now, I dess!" The father turns; a sharp, swift flash of pain Flits o'er his face: "Amanda, child! I said A moment since -- I see I must AGAIN -- Go take your little sisters off to bed! There, Effie, Rose, and Clara mustn't cry!" "I tan't he'p it -- I'm fyaid 'at mama'll die!" What are his feelings, when this man alone Sits in the silence, glaring in the grate That sobs and sighs on in an undertone As stoical -- immovable as Fate, While muffled voices from the sick one's room Come in like heralds of a dreaded doom? The door-latch jingles: in the doorway stands The doctor, while the draft puffs in a breath -- The dead coals leap to life, and clap their hands, The flames flash up. A face as pale as death Turns slowly -- teeth tight clenched, and with a look The doctor, through his specs, reads like a book. "Come, brace up, Major!" -- "Let me know the worst!" "W'y you're the biggest fool I ever saw -- Here, Major -- take a little brandy first -- There! She's a boy -- I mean he is -- hurrah!" "Wake up the other girls -- and shout for joy -- Eureka is his name -- I've found "A BOY!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BREATH OF NIGHT by RANDALL JARRELL HOODED NIGHT by ROBINSON JEFFERS NIGHT WITHOUT SLEEP by ROBINSON JEFFERS WORKING OUTSIDE AT NIGHT by DENIS JOHNSON POEM TO TAKE BACK THE NIGHT by JUNE JORDAN COOL DARK ODE by DONALD JUSTICE POEM TO BE READ AT 3 A.M by DONALD JUSTICE ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT by BOB KAUFMAN A BOY'S MOTHER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |
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