I WANTED to marry, but father said, 'No - 'Tis weakness in women to give themselves so; If you care for your freedom you'll listen to me, Make a spouse in your pocket, and let the men be.' I spake on't again and again: father cried, 'Why - if you go husbanding, where shall I bide? For never a home's for me elsewhere than here!' And I yielded; for father had ever been dear. But now father's gone, and I feel growing old, And I'm lonely and poor in this house on the wold, And my sweetheart that was found a partner elsewhere, And nobody flings me a thought or a care. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: JOHN SCOFIELD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE RESOLVE by ALEXANDER BROME THE LITANY: 10. THE MARTYRS by JOHN DONNE ON THE HOME GUARDS; WHO PERISHED ... LEXINGTON, MISSOURI by HERMAN MELVILLE SOMETIMES WITH ONE I LOVE by WALT WHITMAN PURSUIT AND POSSESSION by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |