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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ORPHANS, by CAROLINE AINSLIE First Line: The orphans sleep in a big bare room Last Line: When the trodden earth is hard. Subject(s): Orphans; Foundlings | |||
The orphans sleep in a big bare room, Their beds are all in rows -- And why an even space between Not any orphan knows. They go to walk in afternoons, Their hats are always blue; The little ones go hand in hand And always two by two. Sometimes I look beneath the brim That shades an orphan's eyes, And radiance that's hidden there Gives me a fresh surprise. It makes me think of a row of flowers In a forgotten yard, That push their way through cracks in the walk, When the trodden earth is hard. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ORPHAN BOY'S TALE by AMELIA OPIE THE MITHERLESS BAIRN by WILLIAM THOM LAURENCE BLOOMFIELD IN IRELAND: 8. THE EVICTION by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM LOOKING FORWARD by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA MISADVENTURES AT MARGATE; A LEGEND OF JARVIS'S JETTY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM TAKE YOUR CHOICE: AS EDGAR LEE MASTERS WOULD HANDLE IT. HILDA HYDE by BERTON BRALEY THE LAMENT OF LAMB'S CONDUIT by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB AN EPICED ON MR. FISHBOURNE by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) ORPHAN BORN by ROBERT JONES BURDETTE |
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