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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MEMORIES, by ALEXANDER HAY JAPP Poet's Biography First Line: My love he went to burdon fair Last Line: Marjoram, pansies, mignonette! Alternate Author Name(s): Page, H. A. Subject(s): Memory | |||
MY love he went to Burdon Fair, And of all the gifts that he saw there Was none could his great love declare; So he brought me marjoram smelling rare -- Its sweetness filled all the air. Oh, the days I dote on yet, Marjoram, pansies, mignonette! My love he sail'd across the sea, And all to make a home for me. Oh, sweet his last kiss on the lea, The pansies pluck'd beneath the tree, When he said, "My love, I'll send for thee!" Oh, the days I dote on yet, Marjoram, pansies, mignonette! His mother sought for me anon; So long my name she would not own. Ah, gladly would she now atone, For we together make our moan! She brought the mignonette I've sown. Oh, the days I dote on yet, Marjoram, pansies, mignonette! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEMORY AS A HEARING AID by TONY HOAGLAND THE SAME QUESTION by JOHN HOLLANDER FORGET HOW TO REMEMBER HOW TO FORGET by JOHN HOLLANDER ON THAT SIDE by LAWRENCE JOSEPH MEMORY OF A PORCH by DONALD JUSTICE BEYOND THE HUNTING WOODS by DONALD JUSTICE |
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