I'LL tell you a story that's not in Tom Moore:- Young Love likes to knock at a pretty girl's door: So he call'd upon Lucy-'twas just ten o'clock- Like a spruce single man, with a smart double knock. Now a hand-maid, whatever her fingers be at, Will run like a puss when she hears a rat-tat: So Lucy ran up-and in two seconds more Had question'd the stranger and answer'd the door. The meeting was bliss; but the parting was woe; For the moment will come when such comers must go: So she kiss'd him, and whisper'd-poor innocent thing- The next time you come, love, pray come with a ring. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SACRAL DREAMS OF RAMON FERNANDEZ by JAMES GALVIN SERVICE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SHALL I SAY by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON A FLORIDA SUNDAY by SIDNEY LANIER WAITER IN A CALIFORNIA VIETNAMESE RESTURANT by CLARENCE MAJOR CONSECRATED GROUND; READ AT THE NEW YORK CITY HALL by EDWIN MARKHAM |