I MET a little Elf-man, once, Down where the lilies blow. I asked him why he was so small And why he didn't grow. He slightly frowned, and with his eye He looked me through and through. "I'm quite as big for me," said he, "As you are big for you." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MORNING, NOON AND NIGHT by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON LITTLE BROTHER'S STORY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD GRAND ARMY PLAZA by KAREN SWENSON THE WILDERNESS TRANSFORMED by PHILIP DODDRIDGE A SUNRISE SONG by SIDNEY LANIER SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: EDITOR WHEDON by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |