Classic and Contemporary Poetry
GONERIL'S LULLABY, FR. KING LEAR'S WIFE, by GORDON BOTTOMLEY Poet's Biography First Line: The owlets in roof-holes Last Line: Twixt me and my arm. | ||||||||
THE owlets in roof-holes Can sing for themselves; The smallest brown squirrel Both scampers and delves; But a baby does nothing -- She never knows how -- She must hark to her mother Who sings to her now. Sleep then, ladykin, peeping so; Hide your handies and ley lei lo. The lish baby otter Is sleeky and streaming, With catching bright fishes, Ere babies learn dreaming; But no wet little otter Is ever so warm As the fleecy-wrapt baby 'Twixt me and my arm. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DEDICATIONS AND INSCRIPTIONS: 6. GRUACH by GORDON BOTTOMLEY IN JANUARY by GORDON BOTTOMLEY THE END OF THE WORLD by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A CAROL FOR CHRISTMAS DAY BEFORE DAWN by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A DEAD MOTHER by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A HYMN OF FORM by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A HYMN OF IMAGINATION by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A HYMN OF TOUCH by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A LADY OF PARIS BORDONE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A PASSING OF FAITH by GORDON BOTTOMLEY |
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