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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SPENDTHRIFT, by GRACE BROWN PUTNAM Poet's Biography
First Line: She tossed her green but faded frock
Last Line: This lovely profligate!
Subject(s): Spendthrifts
First Line: She tossed her green but faded frock
Last Line: This lovely profligate!
Subject(s): Spendthrifts
She tossed her green but faded frock
Upon a maple tree;
Wise Autumn dyed it crimson
And wore it frugally.
Her lace, by sullen spider spun,
Bleached white at break of day,
She flung upon a blackened branch
Before she tripped away.
Her coral beads now hang forgot
Upon a rose bush high;
She left them there to dangle
Between the earth and sky.
She took dawn's crystal stopper out
And wasted her perfume
Where grow the white musk roses
In mystic bridal bloom.
The molten gold of sunsets
She spent quite recklessly
In gilding all the mountains
And burnishing the sea.
I fear she is a wastrel,
A spendthrift, soon and late,
And yet I must defend her,
This lovely profligate!
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