Young Willie was bragging -- I happened to hear -- That he never had known the ghost of a fear. I hope he was honest and true in his boast, For the Ghost of a Fear is a terrible ghost! I know him, I've seen him -- his staring green eyes, His octopus arms of remarkable size, His trap of a mouth, like the jaws of a shark, And his voice, which is just like Peruvian bark! But turn up the light, boys, the light of your face, And whistle and laugh in the gloomiest place; For there's nothing will conquer the Ghost of a Fear But a glimmer of love and a chuckle of cheer. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MATE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DAISY FRASER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE ALLIGATOR by BEATRICE WITTE RAVENEL TO THE MEMORY OF H-- M-- by BERNARD BARTON ON THE PRAIRIE by HERBERT BATES EPIPHANIE CAROL by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |