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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
ON A COLD DAY, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis First Line: My sacrament of wine and broken bread Last Line: Shall I not drink and bless them one and all? Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H. Subject(s): Bread; Food & Eating; Hunger | |||
My sacrament of wine and broken bread Is now prepared, and ready to be done; The Tit shall hold a crust with both his feet, While, crumb by crumb, he picks it like a bone. The Thrush, ashamed of his thin ribs, has blown His feathers out, to make himself look fat; The Robin, with his back humped twice as high, For pity's sake – has crossed my threshold mat.The Sparrow's here, the Finch and Jenny Wren, The wine is poured, the crumbs are white and small; And when each little mouth has broken bread – Shall I not drink and bless them one and all? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVERAL MEASURES FOR THE LITTLE LOST by NORMAN DUBIE THE CORNUCOPIA OF RED AND GREEN COMFITS by AMY LOWELL BIOLUMINESCENCE: 1. CANDELA by LEE ANN RORIPAUGH A BIRD'S ANGER by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES |
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