Oh, I am grown so free from care Since my heart broke! I set my throat against the air, I laugh at simple folk! There's little kind and little fair Is worth its weight in smoke To me, that's grown so free from care Since my heart broke! Lass, if to sleep you would repair As peaceful as you woke, Best not besiege your lover there For just the words he spoke To me, that's grown so free from care Since my heart broke! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FLORIDA GHOST by SIDNEY LANIER FREE FANTASIA ON JAPANESE THEMES by AMY LOWELL VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 2. OFF ALGIERS by SARA TEASDALE A SONG TO A FAIR YOUNG LADY GOING OUT OF TOWN IN THE SPRING by JOHN DRYDEN SONNET: TO FANNY by JOHN KEATS |