THERE was a little woman, As I have heard tell, She went to market Her eggs for to sell; She went to market All on a market day, And she fell asleep On the king's highway. There came by a pedlar, His name was Stout, He cut her petticoats All round about; He cut her petticoats Up to her knees; Which made the little woman To shiver and sneeze. When this little woman Began to awake, She began to shiver, And she began to shake; She began to shake, And she began to cry, Lawk a mercy on me, This is none of I! But if this be I, As I do hope it be, I have a little dog at home And he knows me; If it be I, He'll wag his little tail, And if it be not I He'll loudly bark and wail! Home went the little woman All in the dark, Up starts the little dog, And he began to bark; He began to bark, And she began to cry, Lawk a mercy on me, This is none of I! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VIGNETTES OVERSEAS: 7. ROME by SARA TEASDALE A MAN TO A WOMAN by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS CINQUAIN: MOON-SHADOWS by ADELAIDE CRAPSEY LILIES: 17 by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) URANIA; THE WOMAN IN THE MOON: THE THIRD CANTO, OR FULL MOON by WILLIAM BASSE |