Oh send to me an apple that hasn't any kernel, And send to me a capon without a bone or feather, And send to me a ring that has no twist or circlet, And send to me a baby that's all grace and good temper. How could there be an apple that hasn't any kernel? How could there be a capon without a bone or feather? How could there be a ring that has not twist or circlet? How could there be a baby that's all grace and good temper? The apple in its blossom hadn't any kernel; And when the hen was sitting there was no bone or feather; And when the ring was melting it had no twist or circlet; And when we were in love there was grace and good temper. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING AND FALL: TO A YOUNG CHILD by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS SONG, FR. THE TWO GENTELEM OF VERONA by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE TO WORDSWORTH by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY THE MERCHANT OF VENICE; A LEGEND OF ITALY by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM PIETRO ARETINO by LUCIUS MORRIS BEEBE STATUETTE by DOLORES DOROTHE BOST |