Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE PEWTER TEA-KETTLE, by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON First Line: Once, where upon a slender crane you swung Last Line: Drifts down the years like spice-wind from cathay. Subject(s): Food & Eating; Past; Tea; Teapots | ||||||||
Once, where upon a slender crane you swung, Singing beside the crackling evening fire, An artless maid, demure, in quaint attire, Oh, long agoand yet forever young Came there to lift, or tilt you where you hung, And brewed the tea for her reflective sire, Or filled a cup for some gay, white-wigged squire, The name of Patrick Henry on his tongue. From pewter-kettle times how tranquilly Shine down the names that glorified their day. Ripe reason, quip, and certain chivalry Flowered their course through an uncharted way. Faint fragrance wreathed from steaming cups of tea Drifts down the years like spice-wind from Cathay. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TEAKETTLE SONG by OLIVE LAVENA MURPHY PREGNANT TEAPOT by JACK ANDERSON SOMETIMES THE TEAKETTLE RATTLES by JAMES HARRISON FRAGRANCE OF THE TEAPOT' by KENNETH REXROTH A LETTER TO MARY by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON ARGUMENTS by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON AT THE SHOE-MENDING SHOP by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON DAKOTA HOME by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON DROUTH by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON EVE AND ADAM by MABEL KINGSLEY RICHARDSON |
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