GOOD NIGHT, we'd best be jogging on, The moon's been up a while, We've got to get to Bonnington, Nigh seven mile. But the marsh ain'd so lone if you've heered a good song, And you hum it aloud as you cater along, Nor the stiles half so high, nor the pack so like lead, If you've heered a good tale an' it runs in your head. So, come, we'd best be jogging on, The moon will give us light, We've got to get to Bonnington, To sleep to-night. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUPPLICATION by JOSEPH SEAMON COTTER JR. A DOUBTFUL CHOICE by EDWARD DE VERE MY LITTLE GIRL by SAMUEL MINTURN PECK ANTONIO by LAURA ELIZABETH HOWE RICHARDS JANUARY, 1795 by MARY DARBY ROBINSON THE KITTEN AND THE FALLING LEAVES by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THE STORY OF ZERBIN AND ISABELLA, FR. ORLANDO FURIOSO by LUDOVICO (LODOVICO) ARIOSTO |