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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 | |||
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! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SPENDTHRIFT by EDWARD GEORGE EARLE LYTTON BULWER-LYTTON ON THE PRODIGAL AND THE COVETOUS by JOHN OWEN IN DAYS TO COME by WILLIAM A. PHELON PROCRASTINATION by RAY CLARKE ROSE SPENDTHRIFT by EDGAR ALBERT GUEST SPENDTHRIFT by ALYS FANE TROTTER |
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