Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE COQUETTE, by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON First Line: I hae nae sleep, I hae nae rest Last Line: I wear the mourning weed! | ||||||||
I hae nae sleep, I hae nae rest, My Ellen's lost for aye, My heart is sair and much distressed, I surely soon must die. I canna think o' wark at a', My eyes still wander far, I see her neck like driven snow, I see her flaxen hair. Sair, sair, I begged she would na' hear, She proudly turned awa', Unmoved she saw the trickling tear, Which, spite o' me, would fa'. She acted weel a conqueror's part, She triumphed in my woe, She gracefu' waved me to depart, I tried, but could na' go. "Ah why," (distractedly I cried,) "Why yield me to despair? Bid ling'ring Hope resume her sway, To ease my heart sae sair." She scornfu' smiled, and bade me go! This roused my dormant pride; I craved nae boon -- I took nae luke, "Adieu!" I proudly cried. I fled! nor Ellen hae I seen, Sin' that too fatal day: My "bosom's laird" sits heavy here, And Hope's fled far away. Care, darkly brooding, bodes a storm, I'm Sorrow's child indeed; She stamps her image on my form, I wear the mourning weed! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SONG (1) by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON A SONG (2) by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON A SONG (IN IMITATION OF THE SCOTCH) by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON A VIEW OF DEATH by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON ALONZO AND IMANEL by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMERICA by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMERICAN POETRY; A FRAGMENT by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AMIR KHAN by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AN ACROSTIC: THE MOON by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON AN ACROSTIC: THE SUN by LUCRETIA MARIA DAVIDSON |
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