Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE NEW ARRIVAL, by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE Poet's Biography First Line: There came to port last sunday night Last Line: My daughter! O, my daughter! Variant Title(s): An Editor's First-born;the Last Arrival Subject(s): Daughters | ||||||||
THERE came to port last Sunday night The queerest little craft, Without an inch of rigging on; I looked and looked -- and laughed! It seemed so curious that she Should cross the Unknown water, And moor herself within my room -- My daughter! O, my daughter! Yet by these presents witness all She's welcome fifty times, And comes consigned in hope and love -- And common-metre rhymes. She has no manifest but this; No flag floats o'er the water; She's too new for the British Lloyds -- My daughter! O, my daughter! Ring out, wild bells -- and tame ones too; Ring out the lover's moon. Ring in the little worsted socks, Ring in the bib and spoon. Ring out the muse, ring in the nurse, Ring in the milk and water. Away with paper, pen, and ink -- My daughter! O, my daughter! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AFTER READING MICKEY IN THE NIGHT KITCHEN FOR THE THIRD TIME by RITA DOVE FOR MY DAUGHTER by DAVID IGNATOW SUNLIGHT: A SEQUENCE FOR MY DAUGHTER, SELECTION by DAVID IGNATOW AMUSING OUR DAUGHTERS by CAROLYN KIZER FOR MY DAUGHTER WHEN SHE CAN READ by THOMAS LUX DOMESDAY BOOK: MRS. MURRAY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE LAST BIRTHDAY AT HOME by SHARON OLDS THE MONTH OF JUNE: 13 1/2 by SHARON OLDS CREOLE SLAVE SONG by GEORGE WASHINGTON CABLE |
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