Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE DEAD CHILD, by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) First Line: But yesterday she played with childish things Last Line: She will not smile to-day, for she is dead. Subject(s): Death - Children; Death - Babies | ||||||||
BUT yesterday she played with childish things, With toys and painted fruit. To-day she may be speeding on bright wings Beyond the stars! We ask. The stars are mute. But yesterday her doll was all in all; She laughed and was content. To-day she will not answer, if we call: She dropped no toys to show the road she went. But yesterday she smiled and ranged with art Her playthings on the bed. To-day and yesterday are leagues apart! She will not smile to-day, for she is dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LOST CHILDREN by RANDALL JARRELL THE MOURNER by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN MELANCHOLY; AN ODE by WILLIAM BROOME SISTERS IN ARMS by AUDRE LORDE A BOTANICAL TROPE by WILLIAM MEREDITH FOR MOHAMMED ZEID OF GAZA, AGE 15 by NAOMI SHIHAB NYE A GIFT OF SPRING by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |
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