[DOMESTIC DIDACTICS BY AN OLD SERVANT] WHAT's life but full of care and doubt, With all its fine humanities, With parasols we walk about, Long pigtails and such vanities. We plant pomegranate trees and things, And go in gardens sporting, With toys and fans of peacock's wings, To painted ladies courting. We gather flowers of every hue, And fish in boats for fishes, Build summer-houses painted blue, But life's as frail as dishes. Walking about their groves of trees, Blue bridges and blue rivers, How little thought them two Chinese, They'd both be smashed to shivers. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MOTHER AND POET; TURIN, AFTER THE NEWS FROM GAETA, 1861 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO SIR HENRY GOODYERE by BEN JONSON FOR A DEAD LADY by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON TO A DISTANT FRIEND by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE IMAGE OF GOD by FRANCISCO DE ALDANA POEM FOR PICTURE: TO A DRAWING OF A HORSE BY GEORGIO DI CHIRICO by FRANK ANKENBRAND JR. |