Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A DIVERTED TRAGEDY, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Gracie wuz allus a careless tot Last Line: "an' cried, ""my child! My precious child!" Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F. Subject(s): Children; Dolls; Tears; Toys; Childhood | ||||||||
GRACIE wuz allus a careless tot; But Gracie dearly loved her doll, An' played wiv it on the windersill 'Way up-stairs, when she ought to not, An' her muvver telled her so an' all; But she won't mind what she say -- till, First thing she know, her dolly fall Clean spang out o' the winder, plumb Into the street! An' here Grace come Down-stairs, two at a time, ist wild An' a-screamin', "Oh, my child! my child!" Jule wuz a-bringin' their basket o' clo'es Ist then into their hall down there, -- An' she ist stop' when Gracie bawl, An' Jule she say "She ist declare She's ist in time!" An' what you s'pose? She sets her basket down in the hall, An' wite on top o' the snowy clo'es Wuz Gracie's dolly a-layin' there An' ist ain't bu'st ner hurt a-tall! Nen Gracie smiled -- ist sobbed an' smiled -- An' cried, "My child! my precious child!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN CHILDREN SELECTING BOOKS IN A LIBRARY by RANDALL JARRELL COME TO THE STONE ... by RANDALL JARRELL THE LOST WORLD by RANDALL JARRELL A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS ON THE DEATH OF FRIENDS IN CHILDHOOD by DONALD JUSTICE THE POET AT SEVEN by DONALD JUSTICE A BOY'S MOTHER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |
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