We now mid hope vor better cheer, My smilèn wife o' twice vive year. Let others frown, if thou bist near Wi' hope upon thy brow, Jeäne; Vor I vu'st lov'd thee when thy light Young sheäpe vu'st grew to woman's height; I loved thee near, an' out o' zight, An' I do love thee now, Jeäne. An' we've a-trod the sheenèn bleäde Ov eegrass in the zummer sheäde, An' when the leäves begun to feäde Wi' zummer in the weäne, Jeäne; An' we've a-wander'd drough the groun' O' swaÿèn wheat a-turnèn brown, An' we've a-stroll'd together roun' The brook an' drough the leäne, Jeäne. An' nwone but I can ever tell Ov all thy tears that have a-vell When trials meäde thy bosom zwell, An' nwone but thou o' mine, Jeäne; An' now my heart, that heav'd wi' pride Back then to have thee at my zide, Do love thee mwore as years do slide, An' leäve them times behine, Jeäne. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VISIONS OF THE DAUGHTERS OF ALBION by WILLIAM BLAKE THOUGHTS OF PHENA AT NEWS OF HER DEATH by THOMAS HARDY GRACE FOR CHILDREN by ROBERT HERRICK THE GRASSHOPPER AND THE CRICKET by JAMES HENRY LEIGH HUNT THE GODS OF THE COPYBOOK HEADINGS by RUDYARD KIPLING |