Along the field as we came by A year ago, my love and I The aspen over stile and stone Was talking to itself alone. 'Oh who are these that kiss and pass? A country lover and his lass; Two lovers looking to be wed; And time shall put them both to bed, But she shall] lie with earth above, And he beside another love.' And sure enough beneath the tree There walks another love with me, And overhead the aspen heaves Its rainy-sounding silver leaves; And I spell nothing in their stir, But now perhaps they speak to her, And plain for her to understand They talk about a time at hand When I shall sleep with clover clad, And she beside another lad. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SISTER HELEN by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI DICK, A MAGGOT by JONATHAN SWIFT EDONI: THE WORSHIP OF COTYS by AESCHYLUS ODE TO THE PAST by WILLIAM EDMONSTOUNE AYTOUN THE BODING DREAMS by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |