Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BEAU AND THE BEDLAMITE, by JOHN BYROM Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: A patient in bedlam that did pretty well Last Line: They'll die of themselves, if you let them alone. Subject(s): Men; Prisons & Prisoners; Convicts | ||||||||
A patient in Bedlam that did pretty well, Was permitted sometimes to go out of his cell. One day when they gave him that freedom, he spied A beauish young spark with a sword by his side, With a huge silver hilt, and a scabbard of steel, That swung at due length from his hip to his heel. When he saw him advance on the gallery ground, The Bedlamite ran, and survey'd him all round; While a waiter suppress'd the young Captain's alarm With"You need not to fear, Sir, he'll do you no harm." At the last he broke outAye, a very fine show! May I ask him one question? 'What's that?' said the Beau. Pray, what is that long, dangling, cumbersome thing, Which you seem to be tied to with riband and string? 'Why, that is my sword?'And what is it to do? 'Kill my enemies, master, by running them thro.' Kill your enemies! Kill a fool's head of your own! They'll die of themselves, if you let them alone. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SECULAR GAMES by RICHARD HOWARD WHAT DID YOU SEE? by FANNY HOWE JULIA TUTWILER STATE PRISON FOR WOMEN by ANDREW HUDGINS BOTHWELL: PART 4 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN BOTHWELL: PART 4 by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN WORK IN PROGRESS by CHARLES MARTIN THE SUBCULTURE OF THE WRONGLY ACCUSED by THYLIAS MOSS A HYMN FOR CHRISTMAS DAY (2) by JOHN BYROM |
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