Down by the salley gardens my love and I did meet; She passed the salley gardens with little snow-white feet, She bid me take love easy as the leaves grow on the tree; But I, being young and foolish, with her would not agree. In a field by the river my love and I did stand, And on my leaning shoulder she laid her snow-white hand. She bid me take life easy as the grass grows on the weirs; But I was young and foolish, and now am full of tears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CALLING DREAMS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SURFACES AND MASKS; 1 by CLARENCE MAJOR THE RABBIT by ELIZABETH MADOX ROBERTS THE MILL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON ON BEING ASKED FOR A WAR POEM by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE GIRL'S LAMENTATION by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM |