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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PASSING SHOW, by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS Poet's Biography First Line: Over our heads the branches made Last Line: Moved from us like a moving crowd. Variant Title(s): The Mountebanks | |||
OVER our heads the branches made A canopy of woven shade. The birds about this beechen tent Like deft attendants came and went. A shy wood-robin, fluting low, Furnished the music for the show. The cricket and the grasshopper A portion of the audience were. Thither did Fancy leap to fling Light summersaults around the ring. Wit, the sly jester of the Town, And rustic Humor played the clown; Reason was ringmaster, and waved His whip when these his anger braved; There Laughter and Delight and Glee Performed their parts that all might see, Till a sweet wind across the clover Whispered, "At last, the show is over," And the broad shadow of a cloud Moved from us like a moving crowd. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN OLD THOUGHT by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS HEART OF OAK by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS THE FOUR WINDS by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS THE HAUNTS OF THE HALCYON by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS BLUEBEARD'S CLOSET by ROSE TERRY COOKE MOONRISE IN THE ROCKIES by ELLA (RHOADS) HIGGINSON A MOTHER'S LOVE by JAMES MONTGOMERY SONNETS TO LAURA IN LIFE: 131 by PETRARCH AS THE NEW YEAR [18 B.C.] DAWNED by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS |
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