THERE'S grand big girls that walks the earth, An' some that's gone to glory, That have been praised beyond their worth To live in song and story. O! one may have the classic face That poets love to honor, An' still another wear the grace O' Venus' self upon her; Some tall an' stately queens may be, An' some be big an' merry -- Och! take them all, but leave for me One little girl from Kerry! Sure, Kerry is a little place, An' everything's in keepin': The biggest heroes of the race In little graves are sleepin'; An' little cows give little crame, Fur little fairies take it; An' little girls think little shame To take a heart an' break it. Och! here's a little Kerry lad That would be O! so merry, If but your little heart he had, O! little girl from Kerry! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE SALE OF MY FARM by ROBERT FROST LACK OF STEADFASTNESS; BALLAD by GEOFFREY CHAUCER AN AUGUST MIDNIGHT by THOMAS HARDY THE QUAKER WIDOW by BAYARD TAYLOR THE STUDY OF A SPIDER by JOHN BYRNE LEICESTER WARREN ON SEEING AN OFFICER'S WIDOW DISTRACTED - ARREARS OF PENSION by MARY BARBER |