Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THREE WISE OLD WOMEN, by ELIZABETH T. CORBETT First Line: Three wise old women were they, were they Last Line: You must find out, for I don't know. Alternate Author Name(s): Corbett, E. T., Mrs. | ||||||||
THREE WISE OLD WOMEN were they, were they, Who went to walk on a winter day. One carried a basket, to hold some berries; One carried a ladder, to climb for cherries; The third -- and she was the wisest one -- Carried a fan to keep off the sun! "Dear, dear!" said one. "A bear I see! I think we'd better all climb a tree!" But there wasn't a tree for miles around. They were too frightened to stay on the ground; So they climbed their ladder up to the top, And sat there screaming, "We'll drop! We'll drop!" But the wind was strong as wind could be, And blew their ladder right out to sea! Soon the three wise women were all afloat In a leaky ladder, instead of a boat! And every time the waves rolled in Of course the poor things were wet to the skin. Then they took their basket, the water to bail; They put up their fan to make a sail; But what became of the wise women then, Whether they ever got home again, Whether they saw any bears or no, You must find out, for I don't know. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE WISE COUPLES by ELIZABETH T. CORBETT VARIATIONS: 18 by CONRAD AIKEN THE CRYSTAL CABINET by WILLIAM BLAKE SHIPS THAT PASS IN THE NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE SELF-UNSEEING by THOMAS HARDY TO HIS CONSCIENCE by ROBERT HERRICK EPIGRAM: 101 by MARCUS VALERIUS MARTIALIS THE BARD'S ANNUAL DEFIANCE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS ADESTE FIDELES by BERNARD OF CLAIRVAUX THE NEW PROSERPINE by MATHILDE BLIND HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 12 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH |
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