The merry-go-round, Like a giant puzzle, Is taken apart and packed in the van; Here a waving tail -- There a shining muzzle. But once a circle of chargers ran In dappled pairs at a furious pace, Neck and neck, an endless race, In a turbulent, musical caravan! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPIGRAM: HERO AND LEANDER by JOHN DONNE THE DOVE by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR INTO BATTLE by JULIAN GRENFELL FOR THE BED AT KELMSCOTT by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) PARADISI GLORIA by THOMAS WILLIAM PARSONS MOUNT PIERUS by ANTIPATER OF SIDON TIME'S CHANGES, FR. THE ART OF POLITICS by JAMES BRAMSTON THE NORTH AND THE SOUTH; LAST POEM, ROME, MAY, 1861 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |