Spring it is Cheery
Thomas Hood
1799 to 1845
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Wither'd and shaken,
Age has no honey,—
Maud and Marian pass him by;
What can an old man do but die?
Beggars are plenty,
Gold's in his clutches,
A dancing leg and a laughing eye;
(Buying him crutches!)
Oh for its folly!
What can an old man do but die?
Green leaves hang, but the brown must fly;
Winter is dreary,
What can an old man do but die?
If he has followers, I know why;
Love will not clip him,
Spring it is cheery,
What can an old man do but die?
Youth it is sunny,
Wisdom is chilly,—
June it was jolly,
Friends, they are scanty,
Maids will not lip him,
Youth may be silly,
When he's forsaken,