Fare-you-well my own Mary Ann, Fare-you-well for a while, For the ship is ready and the wind it is fair, And I am bound for the sea, Mary Ann, And I am bound for the sea, Mary Ann. Don't you see that turtle dove A sitting on yonder pile? Lamenting the loss of her own true love, And so am I for you, Mary Ann, And so am I for you, Mary Ann. A lobster in a lobster pot, A blue fish wriggling on a hook, May suffer some, but oh no! not What I do feel for you, Mary Ann, What I do feel for you, Mary Ann. The pride of all our kitchen rare, That in our kitchen garden grows, Was pumpkins, but none could compare In angel form to my Mary Ann, In angel form to my Mary Ann. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FROM THE WOOLWORTH TOWER by SARA TEASDALE I SAW A STABLE by MARY ELIZABETH COLERIDGE LAST WORDS TO A DUMB FRIEND by THOMAS HARDY THE NIGHT-PIECE: TO JULIA by ROBERT HERRICK FAIRYLAND (1) by EDGAR ALLAN POE IDYLLS OF THE KING: THE MARRIAGE OF GERAINT by ALFRED TENNYSON |