Requirements
Objective
Description
My Grandfather’s clock was too large for the shelf,
So it stood ninety years on the floor;
It was taller by half than the old man himself
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,
And was always his treasure and pride—
But it stopped short never to go again
When the old man died.
Ninety years without slumbering tick tock, tick tock;
His life’s seconds numbering tick tock, tick tock;
It stopped short never to go again, when the old man died.
