Mally's meek, Mally's sweet, Mally's modest and discreet; Mally's rare, Mally's fair, Mally's every way complete. As I was walking up the street, A barefit maid I chanc'd to meet; But O the road was very hard For that fair maiden's tender feet. Mally's meek, &c. It were mair meet that those fine feet Were weel laced up in silken shoon; An' 'twere more fit that she should sit Within yon chariot gilt aboon, Mally's meek, &c. Her yellow hair, beyond compare, Comes trinklin down her swan-like neck, And her two eyes, like stars in skies, Would keep a sinking ship frae wreck, Mally's meek, &c. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER WIND by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT WILLIE BREW'D A PECK O' MAUT by ROBERT BURNS HURRAHING IN HARVEST by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS TWILIGHT by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE YOUNG GRAY HEAD by CAROLINE ANNE BOWLES SOUTHEY STEADFASTNESS; THE LOVER BESEECHETH HIS MISTRESS by THOMAS WYATT EPITAPH: JOHN TROT by WILLIAM BLAKE |