Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE GREETING, by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: What fettle, mate?' to me he said Last Line: "what fettle, mate?" | ||||||||
"What fettle, mate?" to me he said As he went by With lifted head And laughing eye, Where, black against the dawning red, The pit-heaps cut the sky: "What fettle, mate?" "What fettle, mate?" to him I said, As he went by With shrouded head And darkened eye, Borne homeward by his marrows, dead Beneath the noonday sky: "What fettle, mate?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BETWEEN THE LINES by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON BREAKFAST by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON FLANNAN ISLE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON FOR G. by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON GERANIUMS by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON LAMENT by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON RETREAT by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON RUPERT BROOKE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE GORSE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON THE ICE by WILFRID WILSON GIBSON |
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