Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MASQUERADE, by OLIVE CUSTANCE First Line: Masked dancers in the dance of life Last Line: Until the dance is ended. Alternate Author Name(s): Douglas, Lady Alfred Subject(s): Dancing & Dancers; Life | ||||||||
MASKED dancers in the Dance of Life We move sedately ... wearily together, Afraid to show a sign of inward strife, We hold our souls in tether. We dance with proud and smiling lips, With frank, appealing eyes, with shy hands clinging. We sing, and few will question if there slips A sob into our singing. Each has a certain step to learn, Our prisoned feet move staidly in set paces, And to and fro we pass, since life is stern, Patiently, with masked faces. Yet some there are who will not dance, They sit apart most sorrowful and splendid, But all the rest trip on as in a trance, Until the dance is ended. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PRIVILEGE OF BEING by ROBERT HASS SEAWATER STIFFENS CLOTH by JANE HIRSHFIELD SAYING YES TO LIVING by DAVID IGNATOW THE WORLD IS SO DIFFICULT TO GIVE UP by DAVID IGNATOW |
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