Some wicked holding company controls A great utility, whose dynamo Prepares the juice, and sends it to far goals Where amps and ohms and volts achieve a glow Upon a filament within a globe That onetime dazzles -- lights up all the night; Bedecks dark corners with a brilliant robe -- Yet often sheds a soft and gentle light. My forebears groped their candle-lighted way To bed at dusk, competing with the rooster; But I, who own no chick, no hog, no hay, Prefer to class myself Electra's booster. I'd rather even pay for obsolescence Than do without my nightly incandescence! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIKE A LAVEROCK IN THE LIFT by JEAN INGELOW A FAREWELL TO TOBACCO by CHARLES LAMB THE SONG OF FIONNUALA by THOMAS MOORE IRELAND; A SEASIDE PORTRAIT by JOHN JAMES PIATT ETUDE REALISTE by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE A MOOD by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH PAMPINEA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |