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"Star Light, Star Bright--"
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Star, that gives a gracious dole,
What am I to choose?
Oh, will it be a shriven soul,
Or little buckled shoes?
Shall I wish a wedding-ring,
Bright and thin and round,
Or plead you send me covering-
A newly spaded mound?
Gentle beam, shall I implore
Gold, or sailing-ships,
Or beg I hate forevermore
A pair of lying lips?
Swing you low or high away,
Burn you hot or dim;
My only wish I dare not say-
Lest you should grant me him.
Dorothy Parker
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Talitha Mathew (2/22/2008 10:55:00 AM)
I like the contrast between the strong, nursery rhyme-like rhythm and the sharp sophistication of the thoughts and wishes encapsulated in this poem. |
Lyndsey Keesee (2/21/2007 6:43:00 PM)
I LOVE THIS POEM, IT IS ONE OF DOROTHY'S VERY BEST IN MY OPINION.
SHE HAS SUCH A WAY WITH WORDS. SHE'S GREAT. |
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