Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BARBARA AT THE WINDOW, by ALICE CARY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Close at the window-pane barbara stands Last Line: Whatever you see, and wherever you go! Subject(s): Children; Family Life | ||||||||
CLOSE at the window-pane Barbara stands; The walls o' th' dingy old house are aglow; Pressing her cheeks are her two little hands, Drooping her eyelids so meek and so low. What do you see little Barbara? Say! The walls o' th' dingy old house are aglow; The leaves they are down, and the birds are away, And lilac and rosebush are white with the snow. An hour the sun has been out o' th' west; The walls o' th' poor little house are aglow; Come, Barbara, come to th' hearth with th' rest, Right gayly she tosses her curls for a "No!" The grandmother sits in her straw-bottom chair; And rafter and wall they are brightly aglow; The dear little mother is knitting a pair Of scarlet-wool stockings tipt white at th' toe. A glad girl and boy are at play by her knee; The walls o' th' poor little house are aglow! Now driving th' crickets, for cows, in their glee, Now rolling the yarn-balls o' scarlet and snow. And now they are fishers, with nets in the stream; And rafter and wall o' the house are aglow; Or sleeping, or waking, their lives are a dream; But what seeth Barbara, there in the snow? And th' voice of Barbara ringeth out clear; The walls, the rough rafters, how brightly they glow; If you will believe me, I see you all here! Our dear little room seemeth double, you know. The fire, the tea-kettle swung on the crane; And rafter and wall with the candle aglow; Grandmother and mother, right over again! And Peter, and Katharine, all in the snow. Sweet Barbara, standing so close to th' pane, With the walls o' th' little house brightly aglow; You will only see everything over again, Whatever you see, and wherever you go! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY AUNT ELLA MAE by MICHAEL S. HARPER THE GOLDEN SHOVEL by TERRANCE HAYES LIZARDS AND SNAKES by ANTHONY HECHT THE BOOK OF A THOUSAND EYES: I LOVE by LYN HEJINIAN MY LIFE: AS FOR WE WHO LOVE TO BE ASTONISHED by LYN HEJINIAN CHILD ON THE MARSH by ANDREW HUDGINS MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS PLAYING DEAD by ANDREW HUDGINS THE GLASS HAMMER by ANDREW HUDGINS A SPINSTER'S STINT by ALICE CARY |
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