We were very tired, we were very merry -- We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable -- But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table, We lay on a hill-top underneath the moon; And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon. We were very tired, we were very merry -- We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry; And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear, From a dozen of each we had brought somewhere; And the sky went wan, and the wind came cold, And the sun rose dripping, a bucketful of gold. We were very tired, we were very merry, We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry. We hailed, "Good morrow, Mother!" to a shawl-covered head, And bought a morning paper, which neither of us read; And she wept, "God bless you!" for the apples and pears, And we gave her all our money but our subway fares. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SELF-SEEKER by ROBERT FROST DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: SIBYLLA'S DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES AD LESBIAM by GAIUS VALERIUS CATULLUS MY AIN COUNTREE by ALLAN CUNNINGHAM EPITAPH ON THE TOMB OF SIR EDWARD GILES AND HIS WIFE by ROBERT HERRICK SHE IS FAR FROM THE LAND by THOMAS MOORE HOPE AND FEAR by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE |