Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BABY'S FIRST WORD, by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: We watched our baby day by day Last Line: Should thus abuse his mother! Subject(s): Babies; Infants | ||||||||
WE watched our baby day by day, With earnest expectation, To hear his infant lips unclose In vague articulation. But weeks, nay weary months, passed on; His last wee tooth had broken From rosy gums, yet not a word, Not one had baby spoken. "O Rol!" I cried, "it cannot be A child so quick and clever, Who hears ('tis plain he hears our talk), Should thus stay dumb forever!" Rol answered sharply, vexed and red, "What wretched nonsense, Jenny! I never could have dreamed, my dear, You'd prate like such a ninny!" (Yes, that's the term, I must confess, By which, with judgment narrow, He dared for once, just once, you know, To call his "winsome marrow.") But what cared I? since as I live, True as my name is Jenny, From out the cradle clear and loud, Came back the bad word "Ninny!" Thence uprose baby all aglee, His peaceful slumbers routed, And thrice that naughty, naughty word He spoke, nay, almost shouted! Rol, glancing at my startled eyes, His mirth could scarcely smother. But oh! to think the rogue's first word Should thus abuse his mother! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POET TO HIS BABY SON by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON BABYHOOD by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN INFANCY by EDMUND JOHN ARMSTRONG BALLAD OF THE LAYETTE by WAYNE KOESTENBAUM A TOAST FOR LITTLE IRON MIKE by PAUL MARIANI THE PAMPERING OF LEORA by THYLIAS MOSS ONE FOR ALL NEWBORNS by THYLIAS MOSS IN THE THRIVING SEASON by LISEL MUELLER A STORM IN THE DISTANCE (AMONG THE GEORGIAN HILLS) by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE |
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