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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE HOLOCAUST, by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Above my mantleshelf there stands Last Line: That just two decades back were dated. Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin | |||
'Heart-free, with the least little touch of spleen.' -- MAUD. ABOVE my mantelshelf there stands A little bronze sarcophagus, Carved by its unknown artist's hands, With this one word -- AMORIBUS! Along the lid a Love lies dead -- Across his breast his broken bow; Elsewhere they dig his tiny bed, And round it women wailing go: A trick, a toy -- mere 'Paris ware,' Some Quartier-Latin sculptor's whim, Wrought in a fit of mock despair, With sight, it may be, something dim, Because the love of yesterday Had left the grenier, light MUSETTE, And she who made the morrow gay, LUTINE or MIMI, was not yet -- A toy. But ah! what hopes deferred (O friend, with sympathetic eye!), What vows (now decently interred) Within that 'narrow compass' lie! For there, last night, not sadly, too, With one live ember I cremated A nest of cooing billets-doux, That just two decades back were dated. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A GAGE D'AMOUR by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON A GARDEN SONG by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON ARS VICTRIX (IMITATED FROM THEOPHILE GAUTIER) by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON BEFORE SEDAN by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON DORA VERSUS ROSE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON GROWING GRAY by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW; IN MEMORIAM by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON IN AFTER DAYS; RONDEAU by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON THE BALLAD OF PROSE AND RHYME by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON WHEN THERE IS PEACE by HENRY AUSTIN DOBSON |
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