Classic and Contemporary Poetry
CHARMS, by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Prune your corn in the gray of the Last Line: Ilka freckle's gang awa! Alternate Author Name(s): Johnson Of Boone, Benj. F. Subject(s): Charms (magic); Corn; Feet; Rain | ||||||||
I FOR CORNS AND THINGS PRUNE your corn in the gray of the morn With a blade that's shaved the dead, And barefoot go and hide it so The rain will rust it red: Dip your foot in the dew and put A print of it on the floor. And stew the fat of a brindle cat, And say this o'er and o'er: -- Corny! morny! blady! dead! Gory! sory! rusty! red! Footsy! putsy! floory! stew! Fatsy! catsy! Mew! Mew! Come grease my corn In the gray of the morn! Mew! Mew! Mew! II TO REMOVE FRECKLES -- SCOTCH ONES Gae the mirkest night an' stan' 'Twixt twa graves, ane either han'; Wi' the right han' fumblin' ken Wha the deid mon's name's ance be'n, -- Wi' the ither han' sae read Wha's neist neebor o' the deid; An it be or wife or lass, Smoor tha twa han's i' the grass, Weshin' either wi' the ither, Then tha faice wi baith thegither; Syne ye'll seeket at cockcraw -- Ilka freckle's gang awa! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DISTANT RAINFALL by ROBINSON JEFFERS CHAMBER MUSIC: 32 by JAMES JOYCE HEAVY SUMMER RAIN by JANE KENYON CROWD CORRALLING by MARGARET AVISON THE RAIN-POOL by KARLE WILSON BAKER ON THE GREAT ATLANTIC RAINWAY by KENNETH KOCH A BOY'S MOTHER by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY |
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