Behind the hill I met a man in green. He asked me if my mother had gone out? So I said yes. He said I should have seen The castle where his soldiers sing and shout From dawn to dark, and told me that he had A crock of gold inside a hollow tree, And I could have it. -- I wanted money bad To buy a sword with, and I thought that he Would keep his solemn word; so, off we went. He said he had a pound hid in the crock, And owned the castle too, and paid no rent To any one, and that you had to knock Five hundred times. I said, -- Who reckoned up? -- And he said, -- You insulting little pup! -- | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CLOUDS: THE CLOUD CHORUS by ARISTOPHANES ASPATIA'S SONG, FR. THE MAID'S TRAEGDY by JOHN FLETCHER A PROPHECY by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE TWO VOICES by ALFRED TENNYSON THE ANNOYER by NATHANIEL PARKER WILLIS HOMAGE TO QUINTUS SEPTIMIUS FLORENTIS CHRISTIANUS (1) by ANYTE TRINITIE SUNDAY (FOR A BASE AND TWO TREBLES) by JOSEPH BEAUMONT |