YOU turn your back, you turn your back, And never your face to me, Alone you take your homeward track, And scorn my company. What will you do when Charley's seen Dewbeating down this way? - You'll turn your back as now, you mean? Nay, Carrey Clavel, nay! You'll see none's looking; put your lip Up like a tulip, so; And he will coll you, bend, and sip: Yes, Carrey, yes; I know! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AT CASTERBRIDGE FAIR: 1. THE BALLAD-SINGER by THOMAS HARDY SONNET: WRITTEN ON THE DAY THAT MR. LEIGH HUNT LEFT PRISON by JOHN KEATS MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 5 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ON THE DEATH OF A CAT by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI THE RUNNER WITH THE LOTS by LEONIE ADAMS A CHARACTER by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD |