I have looked him round and looked him through, Know everything that he will do In such a case, and such a case; And when a frown comes on his face I dream of it, and when a smile I trace its sources in a while. He cannot do a thing but I Peep to find the reason why; For I love him, and I seek, Every evening in the week; To peep behind his frowning eye With little query, little pry, And make him, if a woman can, Happier than any man. -- Yesterday he gripped her tight And cut her throat -- and serve her right! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MADAGASCAR: AUBADE by WILLIAM DAVENANT A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 31 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN TO ALFRED TENNYSON by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR HUGH SELWYN MAUBERLEY: 13. ENVOI, 1919 by EZRA POUND TO A GIPSY CHILD BY THE SEA-SHORE by MATTHEW ARNOLD |