I whispered, "I am too young." And then, "I am old enough;" Wherefore I threw a penny To find out if I might love. "Go and love, go and love, young man, If the lady be young and fair." Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, I am looped in the loops of her hair. O love is the crooked thing, There is nobody wise enough To find out all that is in it, For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon. Ah, brown penny, brown penny, brown penny, One cannot begin it too soon. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SPIDER AND THE FLY by MARY HOWITT LAUS VENERIS (A PICTURE BY BURNE-JONES) by LOUISE CHANDLER MOULTON STILL FALLS THE RAIN; THE RAIDS, 1940. NIGHT AND DAWN by EDITH SITWELL GREAT FRIEND by HENRY DAVID THOREAU BEAUTY by KENNETH SLADE ALLING THE LITTLE MATCH-GIRL by HANS CHRISTIAN ANDERSEN THE WATERS OF H. BAPTISME by JOSEPH BEAUMONT DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: BRIDAL SONG AND DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |