I KNEW a maiden fair and sweet, Whom I had loved for years. At last one day I told her this, Although with many fears. At first she did not say a word, Then in a pleasant way She looked out to the west, and said: "It @3is@1 a pleasant day." She had not heard a single word, She's told me since with tears; She wore her hair, as some girls will, Down over both her ears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NIGHT AND MORNING SONGS: 14. RING-DOVE SONG by GORDON BOTTOMLEY THE WATCHMAN AND THE NIGHT: THE WATCHMAN by ADA CAMBRIDGE THE LEGEND OF GOOD WOMEN: 4. PART 2. THE LEGEND OF MEDEA by GEOFFREY CHAUCER |