Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IMITATION, by ANTHONY C. DEANE First Line: Calm and implacable Last Line: Shamefully and conspicuously abased! | ||||||||
CALM and implacable, Eying disdainfully the world beneath, Sat Humpty-Dumpty on his mural eminence In solemn state: And I relate his story In verse unfettered by the bothering restrictions of rhyme or metre, In verse (or "rhythm," as I prefer to call it) Which, consequently, is far from difficult to write. He sat. And at his feet The world passed on -- the surging crowd Of men and women, passionate, turgid, dense, Keenly alert, lethargic, or obese. (Those two lines scan!) Among the rest He noted Jones; Jones with his Roman nose, His eyebrows -- the left one streaked with a dash of gray -- And yellow boots. Not that Jones Has anything in particular to do with the story; But a descriptive phrase Like the above shows that the writer is A Master of Realism. Let us proceed. Suddenly from his seat Did Humpty-Dumpty slip. Vainly he clutched The impalpable air. Down and down, Right to the foot of the wall, Right on to the horribly hard pavement that ran beneath it, Humpty-Dumpty, the unfortunate Humpty-Dumpty, Fell. And him, alas! no equine agency, Him no power of regal battalions -- Resourceful, eager, strenuous -- Could ever restore to the lofty eminence Which once was his. Still he lies on the very identical Spot where he fell -- lies, as I said on the ground, Shamefully and conspicuously abased! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HERE IS THE TALE; AFTER RUDYARD KIPLING by ANTHONY C. DEANE RURAL BLISS by ANTHONY C. DEANE THE BALLAD OF THE BILLYCOCK by ANTHONY C. DEANE LETHE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE TURNSTILE by WILLIAM BARNES THE DEATH OF GRANT by AMBROSE BIERCE SONGS FOR MY MOTHER: 2. HER HANDS by ANNA HEMPSTEAD BRANCH CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME' by ROBERT BROWNING |
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