I was so chill, and overworn, and sad, To be a lady was the only joy I had. I walked the street as silent as a mouse, Buying fine clothes, and fittings for the house. But since I saw my love I wear a simple dress, And happily I move Forgetting weariness. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OCTAVES: 7 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON EPIGRAM ON MY WEDDING DAY: TO PENELOPE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON NATURA NATURANS by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH EARLY MORN by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES GOOD-BYE by RALPH WALDO EMERSON BLIGHTERS by SIEGFRIED SASSOON |