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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A LUNCHEON (THOMAS HARDY ENTERTAINS THE PRINCE OF WALES), by HENRY MAXIMILIAN BEERBOHM First Line: Lift latch, step in, be welcome, sir Last Line: Farewell, farewell, your royal highness. Alternate Author Name(s): Beerbohm, Max Subject(s): Hardy, Thomas (1840-1928); Poetry & Poets | |||
Lift latch, step in, be welcome, Sir, Albeit to see you I'm unglad And your face is fraught with a deathly shyness Bleaching what pink it may have had, Come in, come in, Your Royal Highness. Beautiful weather? — Sir, that's true, Though the farmers are casting rueful looks At tilth's and pasture's dearth of spryness. — Yes, Sir, I've written several books. — A little more chicken, Your Royal Highness? Lift latch, step out, your car is there, To bear you hence from this antient vale. We are both of us aged by our strange brief nighness, But each of us lives to tell the tale. Farewell, farewell, Your Royal Highness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENVY OF OTHER PEOPLE'S POEMS by ROBERT HASS THE NINETEENTH CENTURY AS A SONG by ROBERT HASS THE FATALIST: TIME IS FILLED by LYN HEJINIAN OXOTA: A SHORT RUSSIAN NOVEL: CHAPTER 192 by LYN HEJINIAN LET ME TELL YOU WHAT A POEM BRINGS by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA JUNE JOURNALS 6/25/88 by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA FOLLOW ROZEWICZ by JUAN FELIPE HERRERA HAVING INTENDED TO MERELY PICK ON AN OIL COMPANY, THE POEM GOES AWRY by HICOK. BOB A PRAYER by HENRY MAXIMILIAN BEERBOHM CHORUS OF A SONG THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN WRITTEN BY ALBERT CHEVALIER by HENRY MAXIMILIAN BEERBOHM |
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