A wreath for you, and ardent praise, (or should it be in frigid phrase?) Great comforter of torrid days, Unlaurelled Gunton! What led you to your icy deed, What theory, what comfort creed, What heated and perspiring need, Ingenious Gunton? What gave you first the sparkling gleam, The shining and delicious dream Of cool and comforting ice-cream, Inventor Gunton? What vision round your fancy flowed Of Arctic sea or Alpine road, Or were you dreaming that it snowed, Poetic Gunton? You could not see the counters trim, The tables round, the waiters prim, The million cafes cool and dim, Contriving Gunton. You could not know the rare device Of ice-cream soda, college ice; Well did the simple cream suffice Discoverer Gunton. But we, enjoying all of these, The many modern ways to freeze, Would hail with universal sneeze Columbus Gunton! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STANZAS FOR MUSIC (4) by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE SCARECROW by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE TEMERAIRE by HERMAN MELVILLE THE MASTER BLACKSMITH by ARNOLD ANDREWS THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN HYMEN AND CUPID - MARRIAGE AND LOVE by APHRA BEHN LADY OF MYSTERY by G. W. BLOEMENDAL |