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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PASSING SHOW, by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS Poet's Biography First Line: Over our heads the branches made Last Line: Moved from us like a moving crowd. Variant Title(s): The Mountebanks | |||
OVER our heads the branches made A canopy of woven shade. The birds about this beechen tent Like deft attendants came and went. A shy wood-robin, fluting low, Furnished the music for the show. The cricket and the grasshopper A portion of the audience were. Thither did Fancy leap to fling Light summersaults around the ring. Wit, the sly jester of the Town, And rustic Humor played the clown; Reason was ringmaster, and waved His whip when these his anger braved; There Laughter and Delight and Glee Performed their parts that all might see, Till a sweet wind across the clover Whispered, "At last, the show is over," And the broad shadow of a cloud Moved from us like a moving crowd. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN OLD THOUGHT by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS HEART OF OAK by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS THE FOUR WINDS by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS THE HAUNTS OF THE HALCYON by CHARLES HENRY LUDERS THE CENSUS-TAKER by ROBERT FROST DESPAIR AND FEAR by EMILY DICKINSON SOMETHING BEYOND by MARY CLEMMER AMES HUDSON THE OLD MAN'S WISH by WALTER POPE LONG LIVE LIFE by JACQUES BARON VERSES: THE SIXTH BOY by JOHN BYROM ANSWER TO SOME ELEGANT VERSES SENT BY A FRIEND by GEORGE GORDON BYRON |
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