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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
YE BEAUTY SHOPPE, by DORA STUART GRAY First Line: Ye beauty shoppe, wherein are plied those arts Last Line: "whence I emerge, at last, disguised as ""youth." Subject(s): Beauticians | |||
Ye Beauty Shoppe, wherein are plied those arts Known to the ancient Priestesses of Nile's Enchanted land, reveal to me the wiles By which Queen Cleopatra snared the hearts Of warriors and Kings, that I, in marts Where the eternal chase for gold beguiles, Elusive coin may snare with red-lipped smiles, Plucked brows and shadowy eyes, my deadly darts. My time is up. Shampooed and finger-waved, By Joan rouged, by Rose in lotions laved, Massaged and curled, perfumed and manicured By Dorothy, High Priestess, then I'm lured To final tortures in fair Myra's booth, Whence I emerge, at last, disguised as "YOUTH." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEAUTICIAN by THOMSON WILLIAM GUNN HONORABLE MENTION by DORA STUART GRAY FAITH by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE SUNFLOWER, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A HEALTH by EDWARD COATE PINKNEY A PETITION TO TIME by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER A PRAYER by EDWARD ROWLAND SILL A PRAYER, LIVING AND DYING by AUGUSTUS MONTAGUE TOPLADY |
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