The coroner's merry little children Have such twinkling brown eyes. Their father is not of gay men And their mother jocular in no wise, Yet the coroner's merry little children Laugh so easily. They laugh because they prosper. Fruit for them is upon all branches. Lo! how they jibe at loss, for Kind heaven fills their little paunches! It's the coroner's merry, merry children Who laugh so easily. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIMBO by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE PLOUGHMAN by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES SONNET: 25 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TO A LADY, WITH SOME PAINTED FLOWERS by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE UNKNOWN HAND by CLIFFORD BAX THE EMANCIPATION OF HIS MISTRESS' PERFECTIONS by FRANCIS BEAUMONT |