Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OLD MOTHER, by ANONYMOUS First Line: "poor old lady, set her aside" Last Line: "she must not meet with your guests tonight, / for her children are grown and her work is done" Subject(s): Mothers | ||||||||
Poor old lady, set her aside -- Her children are grown, and her work is done; True, in their service, her locks turned gray, But shove her away, unsought, alone. Give her a home, for decency's sake, In some back room, far out of the way, Where her tremulous voice cannot be heard -- It might check your mirth when you would be gay. Strive to forget how she toiled for you And cradled you oft on her loving breast -- Told you stories and joined your play, Many an hour when she needed rest. No matter for that -- huddle her off; Your friends might wince at her witty jest; She is too old-fashioned, and speaks so plain -- Get her out of the way of the coming guest. Once you valued her cheerful voice, Her hearty laugh and her merry song; But to ears polite they are quite too loud -- Her jokes too sharp, her tales too long. So, poor old lady, hustle her off -- In her cheerless room let her sit alone; She must not meet with your guests tonight, For her children are grown and her work is done. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY MOTHER'S HANDS by ANDREW HUDGINS CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS IN THE 25TH YEAR OF MY MOTHER'S DEATH by JUDY JORDAN THE PAIDLIN' WEAN by ALEXANDER ANDERSON BLASTING FROM HEAVEN by PHILIP LEVINE TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
|