Addressed to the Spectre of an Elderly Gentleman, recently demised, Whom the Author had once observed performing a Benevolent Office in the Vicinity of Holborn, W. C. I saw you, seated on a horse's head, While the blaspheming carter cut the traces, Obese, white-waistcoated, and newly fed, Through bland, indifferent monocle surveying The gaping circle of indifferent faces. And now, the news has come that you are dead, I see you, while they cut the tangled traces, On your own hearse's fallen horse's head, Through bland, indifferent monocle surveying The unseeing circle of funereal faces. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING'S WELCOME, FR. ALEXANDER AND CAMPASPE by JOHN LYLY THE STORY OF ZERBIN AND ISABELLA, FR. ORLANDO FURIOSO by LUDOVICO (LODOVICO) ARIOSTO NURSERY REMINISCENCES by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM BALLADE OF THE DEVIL-MAY-CARE by FRANK GELETT BURGESS NAPOLEON'S TOMB by DANA BURNET DEATH'S DIGNITY by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON |