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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO AN OLD CHIMNEY, by MARTHA LYMAN SHILLITO First Line: Half-hid by tattered vine that vainly tries Last Line: To deck the crumbling splendor of your bier. Subject(s): Chimney Sweepers And Chimneys | |||
Half-hid by tattered vine that vainly tries To clothe, with gracious green, your spectral urn, You lift your head with pride, though heart may yearn For former glory of another guise. But lilacs, bound as if by family ties, Year in and out, with purple plumes return; And every Autumn flickering candles burn From maple boughs against the arching skies. Perhaps they, too, remember other days When youth and laughter filled the waking hours And firelight called a host of loved-ones near. Now, mindful of that hearthstone's cheerful blaze, They offer incense, placing wreaths of flowers To deck the crumbling splendor of your bier. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHIMNEY-SWEEP by CALE YOUNG RICE CHIMNEY SWALLOW by BERTYE YOUNG WILLIAMS WIND IN THE CHIMNEY by JAMES HARRISON SWEEP'S SIGN IN DARLINGTON, CO. DURHAM by UNKNOWN ON A HOUSE IN SOLIHULL, WARWICKSHIRE by UNKNOWN ONE LEFT SORROWING by MARTHA LYMAN SHILLITO TO A RAIL FENCE by MARTHA LYMAN SHILLITO ON THE SALE OF MY FARM by ROBERT FROST |
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