THERE was a man was half a clown (It's so, my father tells of it), He saw the church in Clermont Town, And laughed to hear the bells of it. He laughed to hear the bells that ring In Clermont Church and round of it; He heard the verger's daughter sing, And loved her for the sound of it. The verger's daughter said him nay (She had the right of choice in it); He left the town at break of day (He hadn't had a voice in it). The road went up, the road went down, And there the matter ended it; He broke his heart in Clermont Town, At Pontgibaud they mended it. @3Hilaire Belloc@1. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE THE RAIN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A NOCTURNAL REVERIE by ANNE FINCH EPITAPHIUM CITHARISTRIAE by VICTOR GUSTAVE PLARR GOOD FRIDAY (1) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE MORAL FABLES: THE TALE OF THE COCK, AND THE JEWEL by AESOP I DREAM I'M LEAVING by MARGARET AHO TWENTY BLOCKS by EGMONT HEGEL ARENS |