
The poem explores the theme of childhood innocence and its loss. It describes a child's fascination with a toy horse and his imagination running wild with fantasies of adventure and bravery. The poem also touches on the idea that children often have a deeper understanding of the world than adults do, but this is lost as they grow older.
By Eugene Field · First published 1897 · Genre: Poetry, Lyric, Satire · 199 words
In maudlin spite let Thracians fight Above their bowls of liquor, But such as we, when on a spree, Should never bawl and bicker!
These angry words and clashing swords Are quite de trop, I'm thinking; Brace up, my boys, and hush your noise, And drown your wrath in drinking.
Aha, 'tis fine -- this mellow wine With which our host would dope us! Now let us hear what pretty dear Entangles him of Opus.
I see you blush -- nay, comrades, hush! Come, friend, though they despise you, Tell me the name of that fair dame -- Perchance I may advise you.
Horace I, 27 is listed on Textopian as a poem by Eugene Field, dated 1897 CE.
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Humor · Satire · Poetry · American Literature · 19th Century · Whimsical · Fantasy · Imagery · Wordplay · Absurdity · Nonsense Verse · Children's Literature