the Cambridge ladies who live in furnished souls are unbeautiful and have comfortable minds (also, with the church's protestant blessings daughters, unscented shapeless spirited) they believe in Christ and Longfellow, both dead, are invariably interested in so many things -- at the present writing one still finds delighted fingers knitting for the is it Poles? perhaps. While permanent faces coyly bandy scandal of Mrs. N and Professor D . . . . the Cambridge ladies do not care, above Cambridge if sometimes in its box of sky lavender and cornerless, the moon rattles like a fragment of angry candy | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: THE EVENING STAR by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW BROWN OF OSSAWATOMIE [DECEMBER 2, 1859] by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER THE SORROW OF LOVE (2) by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS GOD OF PROGRESS by ALICE GILL BENTON THE OLD HOUSE by LAURENCE BINYON A MATHEMATICAL PROBLEM by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE LATER LOVE by MARY NARBY COTTREL TREE OF KNOWLEDGE. THAT THERE IS NO KNOWLEDGE by ABRAHAM COWLEY |