
The poem is a nostalgic and melancholic reflection on the passing of time and the fleeting nature of human experience. It expresses a sense of longing for a lost era of innocence and simplicity, and laments the inevitability of change and decay. The speaker's tone is one of wistfulness and resignation, acknowledging the impossibility of recapturing the past.
By Eugene Field · First published 1894 · Genre: Poetry, Humor, Travel Literature · 760 words
DEAR Palmer, just a year ago we did the Carlsbad cure, / Which, though it be exceeding slow, is as exceeding sure; / To corpulency you were prone, dyspepsia bothered me, -- / You tipped the beam at twenty stone and I at ten stone three! / The cure, they told us, works both ways: it makes the fat man lean; / The thin man, after many days, achieves a portly mien; / And though it's true you still are fat, while I am like a crow, -- / All skin and feathers, -- what of that? The cure takes time, you know.
Carlsbad is listed on Textopian as a poem by Eugene Field, dated 1894 CE.
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Travelogue · Non-fiction · Autobiographical · Humorous · Satirical · Witty · Observational · Descriptive · American Literature · 19th Century · Memoir · Personal Narrative