I MET a little Elf-man, once, Down where the lilies blow. I asked him why he was so small And why he didn't grow. He slightly frowned, and with his eye He looked me through and through. "I'm quite as big for me," said he, "As you are big for you." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AUDACIOUS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: IMANUEL EHRENHARDT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO A PRIZE BIRD by MARIANNE MOORE A LETTER TO A POLICEMAN IN KANSAS CITY by KENNETH PATCHEN |