Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PLAYTHINGS, by JOSEPH FRANCIS CARLIN MACDONNELL


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PLAYTHINGS, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Each time that I would find a star
Last Line: Where shelley's playthings are.
Alternate Author Name(s): Carlin, Francis


Each time that I would find a star
While in the mood to play,
The toys of Shelley always are
In the garret-room of Day.

But when I go upstairs to bed
With but a spark o' light
'Tis I who often see them spread
Upon the floor of Night:

Beneath the rafters of the world,
Where cloudy cobwebs keep
The dust o' darkness that is whirled
Away when angels sweep.

But when the mood is mine, some day
I'll climb that garret stair;
Nor shall I be too old to play
With wonders scattered there.

For all these years are naught to me
Who yet would romp afar,
In Francis Thompson's nursery
Where Shelley's playthings are.





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