Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BEGGARS, by FRANCIS DAVIDSON First Line: What noise of viols is so sweet Last Line: Here's scraps enough for to-day. Subject(s): Begging & Beggars | ||||||||
What noise of viols is so sweet As when our merry clappers ring? What mirth doth want when beggars meet? A beggar's life is for a king. Eat, drink, and play, sleep when we list, Go where we will -- so stocks be missed. Bright shines the sun; play, beggars, play! Here's scraps enough to serve to-day. The world is ours, and ours alone; For we alone have world at will. We purchase not -- all is our own; Both fields and streets we beggars fill. Bright shines the sun; play, beggars, play! Here's scraps enough for to-day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GENERATIONS by LUCILLE CLIFTON HUMAN INTERLUDE by JACK HIRSCHMAN AFTER UNGARETTI; I.M. DARRELL GRAY by ANSELM HOLLO SAY PARDON TO A BUM by DAVID IGNATOW STREET SONGS: 2. THE BEGGAR by WALLACE STEVENS ON A FAIR BEGGAR by PHILIP AYRES THE PATH-FLOWER by OLIVE TILFORD DARGAN SLEEPLESS NIGHT by SARA TEASDALE |
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