Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE WIFE A-LOST, by WILLIAM BARNES Poet's Biography First Line: Since I noo mwore do zee your feace Last Line: To come vor evermwore. Subject(s): Love | ||||||||
SINCE I noo mwore do zee your feace, Up stears or down below, I'll zit me in the lwonesome pleace, Where flat-bough'd beech do grow; Below the beeches' bough, my love, Where you did never come, An' I don't look to meet ye now, As I do look at hwome. Since you noo mwore be at my zide, In walks in zummer het, I'll goo alwone where mist do ride, Droo trees a-drippen wet; Below the rain-wet bough, my love, Where you did never come, An' I don't grieve to miss ye now, As I do grieve at hwome. Since now bezide my dinner-bwoard Your vaice do never sound, I'll eat the bit I can avword A-vield upon the ground; Below the darksome bough, my love, Where you did never dine, An' I don't grieve to miss ye now, As I at hwome do pine. Since I do miss your vaice an' feace In prayer at eventide, I'll pray wi' woone sad vaice vor greace To goo where you do bide; Above the tree an' bough, my love, Where you be gone avore, An' be a-waiten vor me now, To come vor evermwore. | Other Poems of Interest...NEW SEASON by MICHAEL S. HARPER THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD |
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