Once on a time, in Pontypool, There lived a maid, all beautiful; And every time she went abroad, The people cried, with one accord 'Here comes our Sweetest, lovely Sally! Sally, the Lily of our Valley!' As sweet as any nut put by, Selected by a Squirrel's eye; As pure as any drop of dew A bird drinks, after looking through No wonder every voice cried 'Sally! Sally, the Lily of our Valley!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE CHURCHYARD AT CAMBRIDGE by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MACGREGOR'S GATHERING by WALTER SCOTT ALBERT SIDNEY JOHNSTON [APRIL 6, 1862] by KATE BROWNLEE SHERWOOD TWO SONNETS FROM NEW YORK: QUESTIONS by ADELAIDE NICHOLS BAKER H. SACRAMENT by JOSEPH BEAUMONT PSALM 41. BEATUS QUI INTELLIGIT by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 24 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |