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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=424971" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Drawing a Purple Blank Verse after Gelett BURGESS Purple Cow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">DRAWING A PURPLE BLANK VERSE<br>Kindly refer to notes </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've never cowed to purple prose<br>know now I'll never write it, <br>for anyhow true writer knows<br>hand stretched finds critics bite it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've never wowed, and goodness knows<br>hacks lack the knack of versing, <br>won't bow, kowtow to backhand blows, <br>preferring role reverse_sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, yes, I wrote on purple prose, <br>yet can't regret I penned it, <br>one far prefers rhyme's timeless flows, <br>no blush need rush defend it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>10 February 2009<br>robi03_1856_burg01_0001 PWX_IXX</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Author notes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For original and variations on a theme see bekiw <br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>THE PURPLE COW</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I never saw a Purple Cow, <br>I never hope to see one, <br>But I can tell you anyhow, <br>I’d rather see than be one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Gelett BURGESS 1866_1951<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>CONFESSION</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ah, yes! I wrote the « Purple Cow » -<br>I’m Sorry, now, I Wrote it, <br>But I can Tell you Anyhow<br>I’ll Kill you if you Quote it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gelett BURGESS 1866_1951<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>A Perfect Woman</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>She was a Phantom of delight<br>When first she gleamed upon my sight; <br>A lovely Apparition, sent<br>To be a moment's ornament; <br>Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair; <br>Like Twilight's, too, her dusky hair; <br>But all things else about her drawn<br>From May-time and the cheerful Dawn; <br>A dancing Shape, an Image gay, <br>To haunt, to startle, and waylay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I saw her upon nearer view, <br>A Spirit, yet a Woman too! <br>Her household motions light and free, <br>And steps of virgin-liberty; <br>A countenance in which did meet<br>Sweet records, promises as sweet; <br>A Creature not too bright or good<br>For human nature's daily food, <br>For transient sorrows, simple wiles, <br>Praise, blame, love, kisses, tears, and smiles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now I see with eye serene<br>The very pulse of the machine; <br>A Being breathing thoughtful breath, <br>A Traveller between life and death; <br>The reason firm, the temperate will, <br>Endurance, foresight, strength, and skill; <br>A perfect Woman, nobly planned, <br>To warn, to comfort, and command; <br>And yet a Spirit still, and bright<br>With something of angelic light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">William Wordsworth<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>THE ABOMINABLE SNOWMAN</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ve never seen an abominable snowman, <br>I’m hoping not to see one, <br>I’m also hoping, if I do, <br>That it will be a wee one. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ogden NASH 1902_1971 Parody Gelett BURGESS – The Purple Cow<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>PURPLACTIC WHEY</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've never seen a purple cow<br>I never hope to see one<br>But from the milk we're getting now<br>There certainly must be one</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ogden NASH 1902_1971 Parody Gelett BURGESS – The Purple Cow<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>PURPLE POINT RAISED</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A question 'bout a purple cow<br>Brings up another matter<br>What colour, pray, would be the steak<br>When sitting on the platter? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Author Unknown 0179 Parody Gelett BURGESS – The Purple Cow<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>TO A COW</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Corniferous wet-nurse of the human race, <br>Calm, comfortable cow, with placid pride<br>Yielding your offering at eventide<br>To the brown goddess who with rustic grace<br>Bends o’er the shining pail her knees embrace, <br>Clad in simple smock and apron wide<br>Whose fickle folds make scant pretense to hide<br>The lissome lines they lovingly retrace! <br>Now all alone, with brimming pail, she wends<br>Her homeward way across the field, and now<br>The pathway of the meadow slope ascends, <br>Till gathered in the purple of its brow<br>Her fading shape into the twilight blends, <br>Leaving to me the darkness – and the cow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Oliver HERFORD</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Parody Thomas GRAY – Elegy in a Country Churchyard <br>and Gelett BURGESS – The Purple Cow<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>POE'S PURPLE COW</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One lonely, gloomy, windswept eve<br>A mournful sound did I perceive. <br>I cast my eyes beyond the pane <br>And to my horror down the lane <br>Came a sight; I froze inside <br>A spectral cow with purple hide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HOLLANDER Susan and David - Parody Edgar Allan POE <br>and Gelett BURGESS – The Purple Cow <br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>EMILYDICKINSON'S PURPLE COW</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On far off hills <br>And distant rills, <br>Sounds a distant moo. <br>A purple spot <br>I think I caught, <br>Yes! I see it, too! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Bovine majesty she stands, <br>Her purple tail she swings, <br>The amethyst cow, <br>To my heart somehow, <br>Perfect joy she brings. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And yet the thought of being <br>Of that race of royal hue, <br>Though glowing like the violet sweet, <br>It really would not do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">HOLLANDER Susan and David - Parody Emily Dickinson <br>and Gelett BURGESS – The Purple Cow<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>DIVERSIONS OF THE RE-ECHO CLUB</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is with pleasure that we announce our ability to offer to the public the papers of the Re-Echo Club. This club, somewhat after the order of the Echo Club, late of Boston, takes pleasure in trying to better what is done. On the occasion of the meeting of which the following gems of poesy are the result, the several members of the club engaged to write up the well-known tradition of the Purple Cow in more elaborate form than the quatrain made famous by Mr. Gelett Burgess</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I never saw a Purple Cow, <br>I never hope to see one; <br>But I can tell you anyhow, <br>I'd rather see than be one.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>I Mr. J. Milton </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hence, vain deluding cows. <br>The herd of folly, without colour bright, <br>How little you delight, <br>Or fill the Poet's mind, or songs arouse! <br>But, hail! thou goddess gay of feature! <br>Hail, divinest purple creature! <br>Oh, Cow, thy visage is too bright <br>To hit the sense of human sight. <br>And though I'd like, just once, to see thee, <br>I never, never, never'd be thee! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow<br>and John Milton<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>II Mr. P. Bysshe Shelley </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jai to thee, blithe spirit! <br>Cow thou never wert; <br>But in life to cheer it <br>Playest thy full part <br>In purple lines of unpremeditated art. <br>The pale purple colour <br>Melts around thy sight <br>Like a star, but duller, <br>In the broad daylight. <br>I'd see thee, but I would not be thee if I might. <br>We look before and after <br>At cattle as they browse; <br>Our most hearty laughter <br>Something sad must rouse. <br>Our sweetest songs are those that tell of Purple Cows. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow<br>and Percy Bysshe SHELLEY – Ode to a Skylark<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>III Mr. W. Wordsworth </div><div style="margin:10px 0">She dwelt among the untrodden ways <br>Beside the springs of Dee; <br>A Cow whom there were few to praise <br>And very few to see. <br>A violet by a mossy stone <br>Greeting the smiling East <br>Is not so purple, I must own, <br>As that erratic beast. <br>She lived unknown, that Cow, and so <br>I never chanced to see; <br>But if I had to be one, oh, <br>The difference to me! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>and William Wordsworth LUCY<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>IV Mr. T. Gray </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, <br>The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea; <br>I watched them slowly wend their weary way, <br>But, ah, a Purple Cow I did not see. <br>Full many a cow of purplest ray serene <br>Is haply grazing where I may not see; <br>Full many a donkey writes of her, I ween, <br>But neither of these creatures would I be</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Thomas GRAY – Elegy written in a Country Churchyard<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>V Mr. J. W. Riley </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There, little Cow, don't cry! <br>You are brindle and brown, I know. <br>And with wild, glad hues <br>Of reds and blues, <br>You will never gleam and glow. <br>But though not pleasing to the eye, <br>There, little Cow, don't cry, don't cry. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And John RILEY<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>VI: Lord A. Tennyson </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ask me no more. A cow I fain would see <br>Of purple tint, like a sun-soaked grape - <br>Of purple tint, like royal velvet cape - <br>But such a creature I would never be - <br>Ask me no more. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Alfred TENNYSON<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>VII Mr. R. Browning </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All that I know <br>Of a certain Cow <br>Is it can throw, <br>Somewhere, somehow, <br>Now a dart of red, <br>Now a dart of blue <br>(That makes purple, 'tis said) . <br>I would fain see, too. <br>The Cow that darkles the red and the blue! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Robert BROWNING<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>VIII Mr. J. Keats </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A cow of purple is a joy forever. <br>Its loveliness increases. I have never <br>Seen this phenomenon. Yet ever keep <br>A brave lookout; lest I should be alseep <br>When she comes by. For, though I would not be one, <br>I've oft imagined 'twould be joy to see one. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And John KEATS – Endymion <br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>IX Mr. D. G. Rossetti </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Purple Cow strayed in the glade; <br>(Oh, my soul! but the milk is blue!) <br>She strayed and strayed and strayed and strayed <br>(And I wail and I cry Wa-hoo!) . <br>I've never seen her - nay, not I; <br>(Oh, my soul! but the milk is blue!) <br>Yet were I that Cow I should want to die. <br>(And I wail and I cry Wa-hoo!) , <br>But in vain my tears I strew. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Dante Gabriel ROSSETTI <br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>X Mr. T. Aldrich </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Somewhere in some faked nature place, <br>In Wonderland, in Nonsense Land, <br>Two darkling shapes met face to face, <br>And bade each other stand. <br>'And who are you! ' said each to each; <br>'Tell me your title, anyhow.' <br>One said, 'I am the Papal Bull.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Parody Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Thomas Aldrich<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>XI Mr. E. Allan Poe </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Open then I flung a shutter, <br>And, with many a flirt and flutter, <br>In there stepped a Purple Cow which gayly tripped around my floor. Not the least obeisance made she, <br>Not a moment stopped or stayed she, <br>But with mien of chorus lady perched herself above my door. <br>On a dusty bust of Dante perched and sat above my door. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And that Purple Cow unflitting <br>Still is sitting - still is sitting <br>On that dusty bust of Dante just above my chamber door, <br>And her horns have all the seeming <br>Of a demon's that is screaming <br>And the arc-light o'er her streaming <br>Cast her shadow on the floor. <br>And my soul from out that pool of Purple shadow on the floor, <br>Shall be lifted Nevermore! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Edgar Allan POE - The Raven</div><div style="margin:10px 0">IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>XII Mr. H. Longfellow </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The day is done, and the darkness <br>Falls from the wing of night <br>As ballast is wafted downward <br>From an airship in its flight. <br>I dream of a purple creature <br>Which is not as kine are now; <br>And resembles cattle only <br>As Cowper resembles a cow. <br>Such cows have power to quiet <br>Our restless thoughts and rude; <br>They come like the Benedictine <br>That follows after food.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Henry Wadsworth LONGFELLOW – The Day is Done<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>XIII Mr. A. Swinburne </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, Cow of rare rapturous vision, <br>Oh, purple, impalpable Cow, <br>Do you browse in the Dream Field Elysian, <br>Are you purpling pleasantly now? <br>By the the side of wan waves do you languish? <br>Or in the lithe lush of the grove? <br>While vainly I search in my anguish, <br>O Bovine of mauve! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Despair in my bosom is sighing, <br>Hope's star has sunk sadly to rest; <br>Though cows of rare sorts I am buying, <br>Not one breathes a balm to my breast. <br>Oh, rapturous, rose-crowned occasion, <br>When I such a glory might see! <br>But a cow of a purple persuasion <br>I never would be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Algernon Charles SWINBURNE Dolores<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>XIV Mr. A. Dobson </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'd love to see <br>A Purple Cow, <br>Oh, Goodness me! <br>I'd love to see <br>But not to be <br>One. Anyhow, <br>I'd love to see <br>A Purple Cow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Austin DOBSON <br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>XV Mr. O. Herford </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Children, observe the Purple Cow, <br>You cannot see her, anyhow; <br>And, little ones, you need not hope <br>Your eyes will e'er attain such scope. <br>But if you ever have a choice <br>To be, or see, lift up your voice <br>And choose to see. For surely you <br>Don't want to browse around and moo. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Oliver HERFORD<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>XVI Mr. H. C. Bunner </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, what's the way to Arcady, <br>Where all the cows are purple? <br>Ah, woe is me! I never hope <br>On such a sight my eyes to ope: <br>But as I sing in merry glee <br>Along the road to Arcady, <br>Perchance full soon I may espy <br>A Purple Cow come dancing by. <br>Heigho! I then shall see one. <br>Her horns bedecked with ribbons gay, <br>And garlanded with rosy may, - <br>A tricksy sight. Still I must say <br>I'd rather see than be one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And H.C. BUNNER<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>XVII Mr. A. Swinburne </div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Who was so enthused that he made a second attempt) </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only in dim, drowsy depths of a dream do I dare to delight in deliciously dreaming <br>Cows there may be of a passionate purple, - cows of a violent violet hue; <br>Ne'er have I seen such a sight, I am certain it is but a demi-delirious dreaming - <br>Ne'er may I happily harbour a hesitant hope in my heart that my dream my come true. <br>Sad is my soul, and my senses are sobbing so strong is my strenuous spirit to see one. <br>Dolefully, drearily doomed to despair as warily wearily watching I wait; <br>Thoughts thickly thronging are thrilling and throbbing; to see is a glorious gain - but to be one! <br>That were a darker and direfuller destiny, that were a fearfuller, frightfuller fate! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Carolyn WELLS 1869_1942 Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow <br>And Algernon Charles SWINBURNE - Nepthelidia<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII<br>Spirited Reflections on a Purple Cow - after Gelett BURGESS and William Wordsworth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Kind kin[e] we see through ultra-violet light<br>seem now to be cowed phantoms of de-light -<br>but let well be, our ghosts are seen unsought, <br>yet set them free, pot roast has been unwrought. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>23 May 1982<br>Parody Gelett BURGESS The Purple Cow<br>robi03_0205_robi03_0000 PWX_MXX<br>IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Robin">Jonathan Robin</a><div class=q>
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I've never cowed to purple prose
know now I'll never write it, 
for anyhow true writer knows
hand stretched finds critics bite it.

I've never wowed, and goodness knows
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