Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, WEE CHRISTY CAREW, by AGNES ITA HANRAHAN


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WEE CHRISTY CAREW, by                    
First Line: There wor ponies a sellin' 'way up in moysan
Last Line: A mindin' I'm thinkin'—wee christy carew!
Subject(s): Children; Girls; Ponies; Childhood


There wor ponies a sellin' 'way up in Moysan;
Ay, an' ponies a buyin' aroun' by Lough Rann;
But little Dap Grey an' her out on the grass
Stood waitin' on childer to school for to pass;—
Ay, in troth, an' she knew
His swift foot in the dew;—
Wid his books in a strap,
An' a finger'd ould map,
An' rosiest apples—och Christy Carew!

There wor ponies a cant'rin' roun' hills in a race;
Ay, but pony-carts comin' kep' slack'nin' their pace!
Och! little Dap Grey saw the black horses pass—
An' somethin' a shoulder'd by men after Mass!—
Maybe rightly she knew,
Like his step in the dew;—
For she quit for to look
Jist for apple or book,
A mindin' I'm thinkin'—wee Christy Carew!





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