Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FACILITY, by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: So easy 'tis to make a rhyme Last Line: I've got to make my living. Subject(s): Paris, France; Poetry & Poets; Writing & Writers | ||||||||
So easy 'tis to make a rhyme, That did the world but know it, Your coachman might Parnassus climb, Your butler be a poet. Then, oh, how charming it would be If, when in haste hysteric You called the page, you learned that he Was grappling with a lyric. Or else what rapture it would yield, When cook sent up the salad, To find within its depths concealed A touching little ballad. Or if for tea and toast you yearned, What joy to find upon it The chambermaid had coyly laid A palpitating sonnet. Your baker could the fashion set; Your butcher might respond well; With every tart a triolet, With every chop a rondel. Your tailor's bill . . . well, I'll be blowed! Dear chap! I never knowed him . . . He's gone and written me an ode, Instead of what I owed him. So easy 'tis to rhyme . . . yet stay! Oh, terrible misgiving! Please do not give the game away . . . I've got to make my living. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CELL, SELECTION by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 126: THE DOUBTING MAN by LYN HEJINIAN WAKING THE MORNING DREAMLESS AFTER LONG SLEEP by JANE HIRSHFIELD COMPULSIVE QUALIFICATIONS by RICHARD HOWARD DEUTSCH DURCH FREUD by RANDALL JARRELL LET THEM ALONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON BUILDING WITH STONE by ROBINSON JEFFERS CLANCY OF THE MOUNTED POLICE by ROBERT WILLIAM SERVICE |
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