Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OLD HOUSE, by GRACE DUFFIE BOYLAN First Line: Cold and cheerless, bare and bleak Last Line: For us and all the children. Subject(s): Children; Houses; Muses; Poverty; Childhood | ||||||||
COLD and cheerless, bare and bleak, The old house fronts the shabby street; And the dull windows eastward gaze, As their cobwebbed brows they raise, Just as though they looked to see What had become of you and me And all the other children. The dust drifts o'er the garret floor, The little feet tread there no more; But o'er the stage, still standing there, The Muse first stalked with tragic air And whispered low to you and me Of golden days that were to be For us and all the children. Good-bye, old house! Thy tattered cloak Is fringed with moss and gray with smoke; Within thy walls we used to see A gaunt old wolf named Poverty; Yet from thy rafters' dingy bars A ladder stretched up to the stars For us and all the children. | Discover our poem explanations - click here!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE |
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