Classic and Contemporary Poetry
FEET, by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS Poet's Biography First Line: Of all the vehicles we meet Last Line: Till I can buy a touring-car! Subject(s): Feet | ||||||||
Of all the vehicles we meet, In air and sea and on the street, I humbly sing the praise of -- feet. It is not widely understood How safe are feet, how soundly good, How firm with supple hardihood. Consider: feet run not away; Where feet are put, there feet will stay; Or turned, feet promptly will obey. Further consider: feet will not, However worn, or pinched, or hot, Explode and wreck your chariot. And think: however feet may ache, How many million trips they make Without a blow-out or a break! And though the feet are punctured, too, They mend themselves without ado, And plod along as good as new. Feet need no license; feet may go In narrowest pathways to and fro, The fairest hidden nooks they know. Feet linger through a pleasant scene; Feet run not out of gasoline; A handy brook, and feet are clean. Feet in all weathers boldly run; Heedless of mud their miles are spun, Nor by the snow are feet undone. Feet run not over dog or boy; Do not with raucous horn annoy, Nor throw their dust on others' joy. In fine, on feet I'll travel far, The noblest vehicles there are -- Till I can buy a touring-car! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 2: 7. TO THE BODY by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE ODE TO MY SOCKS by NEFTALI RICARDO REYES BASUALTO ETUDE REALISTE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE THE FOOT by JOHN GARDINER CALKINS BRAINARD THE CORN ON JOSIE'S TOE by OLIVER MURRAY EDWARDS AN EXPEDIENT by ROWLAND EYLES EGERTON-WARBURTON LITTLE FEET by ELIZABETH HARCOURT A BATTLE SONG (WRITTEN IN THE WORLD WAR) by AMOS RUSSEL WELLS |
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