Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD SQUIERS, by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON First Line: Old squiers weighed two hundred pounds Last Line: Must ride up every time. Subject(s): Animals; Horses; Knights & Knighthood | ||||||||
Old Squiers weighed two hundred pounds And thirty more to spare, But his boy was like his mother's folks, All peaked, pale, and fair. And he drove an aged buckskin mare, Hipshot and lame beside, But the road would never get too steep For Squiers himself to ride. And every time he passed our house They had a hill to climb, And Squiers would make the boy get out And walk up every time. "For 'tis a dirty shame," he said, As he stopped to let her blow, "For us big fellows both to ride, And pull the critter so." The Squiers tribe are not all dead They want the weak to climb, While their big hulks of thrice the weight Must ride up every time. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WILD RIDE by LOUISE IMOGEN GUINEY LA BELLE DAME SANS MERCI by JOHN KEATS THE GILLYFLOWER OF GOLD by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) THE HAYSTACK IN THE FLOODS by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) TO A CHILD OF QUALITY, FIVE YEARS OLD. THE AUTHOR THAN FORTY by MATTHEW PRIOR MAIDEN MELANCHOLY by RAINER MARIA RILKE TWO POEMS TO HANS THOMA ON HIS SIXIETH BIRTHDAY: 2. THE KNIGHT by RAINER MARIA RILKE SIR GAWAINE AND THE GREEN KNIGHT by YVOR WINTERS THE RHYME OF SIR LAUNCELOT BOGLE; A LEGEND OF GLASGOW by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN A HUSTLE FOR THE FAIR by WILLIAM STEWARD GORDON |
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