Throw on rouge and powder, watch the governor pass! In threes and fives by thorn hedge gates, they push and trample each other's red silk skirts. Lead the old, bring the children! Like a harvest festival, crows and hawks wheeling above the village shrine – at dusk I met an old man lying drunk beside the road. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WALL STREET PIT, MAY, 1901 by EDWIN MARKHAM THE NIGHT MAIL NORTH (EUSTON SQUARE, 1840) by HENRY CHOLMONDELEY-PENNELL THE HOMERIC HEXAMETER [DESCRIBED AND EXEMPLIFIED] by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE VILLAIN by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES TO THE SOUTH ON ITS NEW SLAVERY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE WRECK OF THE DEUTSCHLAND by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS WILLIE AND HELEN by HEW AINSLIE WE'LL GO NO MORE THE WOODLAND WAY by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE |