SWEET Jennifer came calling me Along the shining beach. "There's green upon the hawthorn tree There's bloom upon the peach. O, April's found the upland larch, The hazel in the hollow," But louder was the snare-drum with it's "March, march, march !" And clearer called the bugle, "Will you follow ?" Young Jennifer came seeking me With love upon her lips. "O, all kind angels keep the sea And fortune guard the ships. The Autumn winds have rent the larch, The south has won the swallow," But clearer beat the snare-drum with it's "March, march, march !" And sweeter sang the bugle, "Will you follow ?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PHILOMELA: PHILOMELA'S ODE [THAT SHE SANG IN HER ARBOR] by ROBERT GREENE ON A BOY'S FIRST READING OF THE PLAY OF 'KING HENRY THE FIFTH' by SILAS WEIR MITCHELL AN ESSAY ON CRITICISM by ALEXANDER POPE ON CHLORIS WALKING IN THE SNOW by WILLIAM STRODE SIC VITA by HENRY DAVID THOREAU TO THE WINDS; A SONG by PHILIP AYRES MARTYRS TO THE MAN by WILLIAM ROSE BENET SHADOWS ON THE WALL by ALEXANDER (ALEKSANDR) ALEXANDROVICH BLOK |