Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AYE, MON, IT'S TRUE; I'M NO' THAT WEEL, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: An' doubt na mony bodies are Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour Subject(s): Sickness | ||||||||
Aye mon, it's true; I'm no that weel. Close prisoner to my lord the de'il, As weak 's a bit o' aipple peel, Or ingan parin', Packed like a codfish in a creel, I lie disparin'. Mon, it's a cur-ous thing to think How bodies sleep and eat and drink; I'm no that weel, but micht be waur An' doubt na mony bodies are. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SICK CHILD by RANDALL JARRELL AFTERNOON AT MACDOWELL by JANE KENYON HAVING IT OUT WITH MELANCHOLY by JANE KENYON A GOOD PLAY by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON |
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