GIVE away her gowns, Give away her shoes; She has no more use For her fragrant gowns; Take them all down; Blue, green, blue, Lilac, pink, blue, From their padded hangers; She will dance no more In her narrow shoes; Sweep her narrow shoes From the closet floor. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CROWING OF THE RED COCK by EMMA LAZARUS THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE OPTIMIST AND THE PESSIMIST; A DIALOGUE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) LINES ADAPTED TO A FAVOURITE MILITARY AIR by JAMES HAY BEATTIE ONLY THE HEART IS HAUNTED by VERNE BRIGHT CONJUNCTION by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE PASSING OF THE OLD VERMONT MEETINGHOUSE by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY |