Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, TO A DYING CLASS, by ANGELO PHILIP BERTOCCI


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TO A DYING CLASS, by                    
First Line: They make thin perfume of a renaissance
Last Line: And innocent they thank an angry god!
Subject(s): Upper Classes


They make thin perfume of a Renaissance,
The birth of man a library bibelot;
While life is muted to old ladies' wants,
Gracious they mince their Michelangelo.
And sweet innocuous dolls of porcelain,
They hide frail lips from crudities of sun,
And guard expensive cheeks from weather-stain:
Their little deeds are exquisitely done!
So they dine delicate with curtains drawn,
(As all men dine, they hope) and think it odd
To ask who labored, or what ravens brought
From some far land of bright, perpetual dawn
Exotic feasts so effortlessly bought --
And innocent they thank an angry God!





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