Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PLAYBOX; TO THE TRINKET, by NATHALIA CRANE First Line: The toys of a tutankhamen Last Line: For luxor had nothing like these. Subject(s): Dollhouses; Toys | ||||||||
The toys of a Tutankhamen Are under the king's high chair; The queen hath her doll-house in order With all of the miniatures there. But sometimes they sigh for the splendors -- The strays of the playbox hoard, The light of a Nightingale lantern, The glimmer of Arthur's sword, The bugle of Balaklava, The pipes in the Havelock van, The faith of a gearless Godiva, The ending to Kubla Khan. Tho' lost in the dominant seventh The hunters are down on their knees; They are after the strays of the playbox, For Luxor had nothing like these. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUSIE, KIKI, ANNIE: 2 by MEI-MEI BERSSENBRUGGE THE DOLLS MUSEUM IN DUBLIN by EAVAN BOLAND PLASTIC BEATITUDE by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE BECKETT KIT by LINDA GREGG THE DOLL BELIEVERS by CLARENCE MAJOR CHILD MARGARET by CARL SANDBURG |
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