the vintage poet
THE CANE BOTTOMED CHAIR - by Thackeray
( a few verses)
the snug little chamber is crammed in all nooks
With worthless old knickknacks and silly old books
And foolish old odds and foolish old ends
Cracked bargains from brokers, cheap keepsakes from friends.
Old armour, prints, pictures, pipes, china, all cracked
Old rickety tables and chairs broken-backed
A twopenny treasury, wondrous to see
What matter? 'tis pleasant to you friend and me
But of all the old treasures that garnish my nest
there's one that I love and I cherish the best;
For the finest of couches that's padded with hair
I never would change thee, my cane-bottomed chair
and this is what is said about the poem:
These verses are touched with true human feeling and although cane-bottomed chairs are now rather out of date, the sentiment attaching to any old chair in which we recall the presence of some departed loved one will never go out of fashion.
don't you just love it !!!