To-day ees com' from Eetaly A boy ees leeve een Rome, An' he ees stop an' speak weeth me -- I weesh he stay at home. He stop an' say "Hallo," to me. An' w'en he standin' dere I smal da smal of Eetaly Steell steeckin' een hees hair, Dat com' weeth heem across da sea, An' een da clo'es he wear. Da peopla bomp heem een da street, Da noise ees scare heem, too; He ees so clumsy een da feet He don't know w'at to do, Dere ees so many theeng he meet Dat ees so strange, so new. He sheever an' he ask eef here Eet ees so always cold. Den een hees eye ees com' a tear -- He ees no vera old -- An', oh, hees voice ees soun' so queer I have no heart for scold. He look up een da sky so gray, But oh, hees eye ees be So far away, so far away, An' w'at he see I see. Da sky eet ees no gray to-day At home een Eetaly. He see da glada peopla seet Where warma shine da sky -- Oh, while he eesa look at eet He ees baygeen to cry. Eef I no growl an' swear a beet So, too, my frand, would I. Oh, why he stop an' speak weeth me, Dees boy dat leeve een Rome, An' com' to-day from Eetaly? I weesh he stay at home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ARCTIC VISION [JUNE 20, 1867] by FRANCIS BRET HARTE AT A VACATION EXERCISE IN THE COLLEGE by JOHN MILTON PROVINCIA DESERTA by EZRA POUND A POEM OF SPRING by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS SONNET: LOVE'S HEIGHT by LOUISA SARAH BEVINGTON A DREAM OF VENICE by ADA CAMBRIDGE |