Behind the hill I met a man in green. He asked me if my mother had gone out? So I said yes. He said I should have seen The castle where his soldiers sing and shout From dawn to dark, and told me that he had A crock of gold inside a hollow tree, And I could have it. -- I wanted money bad To buy a sword with, and I thought that he Would keep his solemn word; so, off we went. He said he had a pound hid in the crock, And owned the castle too, and paid no rent To any one, and that you had to knock Five hundred times. I said, -- Who reckoned up? -- And he said, -- You insulting little pup! -- | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HUFFMAN'S PHOTOGRAPH OF THE GRAVES OF THE UNKNOWN AT LITTLE BIGHORN by KAREN SWENSON TO MARK ANTHONY IN HEAVEN by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS BATTLE OF IVRY by THOMAS BABINGTON MACAULAY TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 1: 3. WINTER by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE THE GOUTY MERCHANT AND THE STRANGER by HORACE SMITH ON SEEING THE SUN SHINE ... MY WINDOW FOR THE FIRST TIME IN THE YEAR by LUCY AIKEN LOST AT SEA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH |