I WANTED to marry, but father said, 'No - 'Tis weakness in women to give themselves so; If you care for your freedom you'll listen to me, Make a spouse in your pocket, and let the men be.' I spake on't again and again: father cried, 'Why - if you go husbanding, where shall I bide? For never a home's for me elsewhere than here!' And I yielded; for father had ever been dear. But now father's gone, and I feel growing old, And I'm lonely and poor in this house on the wold, And my sweetheart that was found a partner elsewhere, And nobody flings me a thought or a care. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NOBODY'S LOOKIN' BUT DE OWL AND DE MOON (A NEGRO SERENADE) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON TWO FUNERALS: 1. by LOUIS UNTERMEYER SEVEN TIMES FOUR [ - MATERNITY] by JEAN INGELOW A HOUSE by JOHN COLLINGS SQUIRE ANOTHER FRANCIS OF ASSISI by FREDERICK HENRY HERBERT ADLER RELEASE by GLADYS NAOMI ARNOLD SOLILOQUIES OF A SMALL-TOWN TAXI-DRIVER: ON THE WRITING OF POETRY by EDGAR BARRATT |