GIVE away her gowns, Give away her shoes; She has no more use For her fragrant gowns; Take them all down; Blue, green, blue, Lilac, pink, blue, From their padded hangers; She will dance no more In her narrow shoes; Sweep her narrow shoes From the closet floor. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MONODY ON THE DEATH OF WILLIAM MARION REEDY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS AFTER PARTING by SARA TEASDALE INSCRIPTIONS: 1. FOR A GROTTO by MARK AKENSIDE THE CRYSTAL CABINET by WILLIAM BLAKE ON DONNE'S POETRY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ON SEEING THE ELGIN MARBLES by JOHN KEATS AN HORATIAN ODE UPON CROMWELL'S RETURN FROM IRELAND by ANDREW MARVELL |