My good man - he's an old, old man - And my good man got a fall, To buy me a bargain so fast he ran When he heard the gypsies call: Buy, buy brushes, Baskets wrought o' rushes. Buy them, buy them, take them, try them, Buy, dames all." My old man, he has money and land, And a young, young wife am I. Let him put the penny in my white hand When he hears the gypsies cry: Buy, buy laces, Veils to screen your faces. Buy them, buy them, take and try them. Buy, maids, buy." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IMPRESSIONS OF FRANCOIS-MARIE AROUET (DE VOLTAIRE) by EZRA POUND THE BAY FIGHT by HENRY HOWARD BROWNELL FANCY IN NUBIBUS; OR, THE POET IN THE CLOUDS by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE WINTRY WEATHER by DAVID GRAY (1838-1861) TAKE YOUR CHOICE: NICHOLAS VACHEL LINDSAY WOULD SPEAK ... THIS MANNER by BERTON BRALEY METABOAH by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: MISANTHROPOS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |