There was an Old Man on a hill, Who seldom, if ever, stood still; He ran up and down, in his Grandmother's gown, Which adorned that Old Man on a hill. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WINDMILL by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES ASOLANDO: EPILOGUE by ROBERT BROWNING A RED, RED ROSE by ROBERT BURNS A SHORT SONG OF CONGRATULATION by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1709-1784) LINES ON THE MONUMENT OF GIUSEPPE MAZZINI by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE BEAUTIFUL SNOW by JOHN WHITAKER WATSON THE MOTHER'S LAMENT by BERNARD BARTON |