James Whitcomb Riley (7 October 1849 –22 July 1916 / Greenfield, Indiana)
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A Life-Lesson
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
And your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Are things of the long ago;
But childish troubles will soon pass by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your slate, I know;
And the glad, wild ways
Of your schoolgirl days
Are things of the long ago;
But life and love will soon come by. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your heart I know;
And the rainbow gleams
Of your youthful dreams
Are things of the long ago;
But Heaven holds all for which you sigh. --
There! little girl; don't cry!
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Life is a great lesson, the suffering starts from childhood till end of life. First the dolls and are broken by peer group and later heart is broken by persons who we love.The life is tragic as well as comic.never cry for the loss. there is hidden voice appealing us to face life boldly. Nice theme is presented with suitable objects.
Thanks for sending this poem
We can't read every written piece.
I call it 'The Story of Every Girl'
Pruchnicki's soulful comments
Gave more glitter
To this innocent eternal poem.
Riley's 'A Life-Lesson' is not in any way a confusion of present tense or anything else for that matter. Our resident expert would do well to consult a source like Mary Kinzie's A POET'S GUIDE TO POETRY or THE NORTON INTRODUCTION TO POETRY (ed J. Paul Hunter) . Or so one would think after his most recent venture in interpreting someone else's poem.
Read the three stanzas carefully and you will note both the repetitive nature of the phrasing and the progression from innocent childhood through the onset of puberty and on to the last stage of clear-eyed maturity, when a more experienced woman can look back and assess her life and 'the things of long ago' which have all passed by in each successive phase from childhood to the anticipation of life's end and Heaven's reward. Note also the transition from 'play-house' to 'schoolgirl days' to 'youthful dreams'- in the more general sense that dreams refer not to that unconscious state of physical rest but to the hopes for a future of love and youthful promise being fulfilled in her life! It seems to this reader that Riley has written an excellent poem using the subtle device of repetition to enhance the meaning and significance of each line and stanza.
There is something wrong with the tenses in the first two verses. The poet sees a little girl crying over her broken doll (in the present tense) , then says that such things are in the past. Similarly in the second verse, the poet solaces the girl with a broken slate, then says such things are “of the long ago”. The third verse is correct the broken heart comes after the dreams.
Perhaps the first verse (and the second could be similarly amended) should read:
There! little girl; don't cry!
They have broken your doll, I know;
But your tea-set blue,
And your play-house, too,
Will be things of the long ago;
And childish troubles will soon pass by. -
There! little girl; don't cry!
Portrays the folly of mortal life well, next to the Kingdom of GOD
Don't cry for anything you have lost in the world; for, you will get everything in heaven at last! What a solace!
I cried when i read this poem. It was the ending that got me. So many of us are that sad little girl...
I know who Mr. Riley is and I've loved his poems
all my life. So wonderful to find all these great
pieces - extraordinary work!
Marily
nice choice of words
this poem is ok not my kinda taste though