WHAT I want is my husband, sir, -- And if you're a man, sir, You'll give me an answer, -- Where is my Joe? Penrhyn, sir, Joe, -- Caernovanshire. Six months ago Since we came here -- Eh? -- Ah, you know! Well, I am quiet And still. But I must stand here, And will! Please -- I'll be strong -- If you'll just let me wait Inside o' that gate Till the news comes along. "Negligence" -- That was the cause; -- Butchery! -- Are there no laws, -- Laws to protect such as we? Well, then! -- I won't raise my voice. There men! I won't make no noise. Only you just let me be. Four, only four -- did he say -- Saved! and the other ones? -- Eh? Why do they call? Why are they all Looking and coming this way! What's that? -- a message? I'll take it. I know his wife, sir, I'll break it. "Foreman!" Ay, ay! "Out by and by," -- "Just saved his life." "Say to his wife Soon he'll be free," Will I? -- God bless you, It's me! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CITY VIGNETTE: DAWN by SARA TEASDALE GRASS FINGERS by ANGELINA WELD GRIMKE THE LAY OF THE LABOURER by THOMAS HOOD THE HOUSE OF LIFE: 79. THE MONOCHORD by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI EYES AND LIPS by AUGUSTE ANGELLIER PSALM 82 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 6 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |