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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MERRY-GO-ROUND, by E. A. L. GRIFFIN First Line: What blissful thrills of merriment are found Last Line: Till, lo! He calls a halt—and comes the end. Subject(s): Amusement Parks; Children; Games; Merry-go-grounds; Childhood; Recreation; Pastimes; Amusements; Carousels | |||
What blissful thrills of merriment are found, By youthful riders, as they swirl around Astride those painted steeds with staring eyes, That gravely rock to blatant melodies! With joyous zest they ride—nor give a care To him who watchfully collects each fare; But, at his word, those circling steeds are still, And riders must dismount against their will. 'Tis even so in life: Time swiftly rolls The fleeting years around—and takes the tolls. Scant heed we pay him as our lives we spend, Till, lo! he calls a halt—and comes The End. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CAROUSEL; JARDIN DE LUXEMBOURG by RAINER MARIA RILKE MARLBOROUGH FAIR by MARGARET LOUISA WOODS IN EQUAL SACRIFICE by ROBERT FROST DOCTOR OF BILLIARDS by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON UNGUARDED GATES by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A CLEVER WOMAN by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE TO NATURE by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE AEOLIAN HARP; AT THE SURF INN by HERMAN MELVILLE TO THE LADYBIRD by MOTHER GOOSE |
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