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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GENTLER JOYS, by RUTH FOSS BREWER First Line: I saw a span of oxen plodding down Last Line: We had not left behind the gentler joys. | |||
I saw a span of oxen plodding down The shady streets of Clinton yesterday -- All unperturbed they went upon their way Despite the rush of cars that jammed the town. A siren shrieked -- a booted chauffeur swore -- A bread-truck jammed its brake -- a traffic-cop Upheld a massive fist for them to stop -- They turned to right and paused beside a store. I watched the farmer grope below the seat For lumpy bags of grain and nimbly jump Across the wheel, then pat the shaggy rump Of both before he ambled down the street And wondered if, with all our rush and noise We had not left behind the gentler joys. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WORK WITHOUT HOPE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE FAIRIES' SONG by THOMAS RANDOLPH IDYLLS OF THE KING: THE PASSING OF ARTHUR by ALFRED TENNYSON IN THE GARDEN AT SWAINSTON (IN MEMORIAM - SIR JOHN SIMEON) by ALFRED TENNYSON THE SICK KING IN BOKHARA by MATTHEW ARNOLD A TRIBUTE TO DANTE by GIOVANNI BOCCACCIO |
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