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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FLOOD, by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES Poet Analysis
First Line: I thought my true love slept
Last Line: She heard a mercy-cry.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Hair
First Line: I thought my true love slept
Last Line: She heard a mercy-cry.
Alternate Author Name(s): Davies, W. H.
Subject(s): Hair
I thought my true love slept;
Behind her chair I crept
And pulled out a long pin;
The golden flood came out,
She shook it all about,
With both our faces in.
Ah! little wren, I know
Your mossy, small nest now
A windy, cold place is;
No eye can see my face,
Howe'er it watch the place
Where I half drown in bliss.
When I am drowned half dead,
She laughs and shakes her head;
Flogged by her hair-waves, I
Withdraw my face from there;
But never once, I swear,
She heard a mercy-cry.
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