There was a giant by the Orchard Wall Peeping about on this side and on that, And feeling in the trees. He was as tall As the big apple tree, and twice as fat: His beard poked out, all bristly-black and there Were leaves and gorse and heather in his hair. He held a blackthorn club in his right hand, And plunged the other into every tree, Searching for something -- You could stand Beside him and not reach up to his knee So big he was -- I trembled lest he should Come trampling, round-eyed, down to where I stood. I tried to get away. -- But, as I slid Under a bush, he saw me, and he bent Down deep at me, and said, "Where is she hid?" I pointed over there, and off he went -- But, while he searched, I turned and simply flew Round by the lilac bushes back to you! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SATIRES OF CIRCUMSTANCE. 6. IN THE CEMETERY by THOMAS HARDY FOUR PRELUDES ON PLAYTHINGS OF THE WIND by CARL SANDBURG WINDY NIGHTS by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 96 by ALFRED TENNYSON THE STRANGER by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA |