Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO THE LITTLE SPINNERS, by ROBERT HERRICK Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Yee pretty huswives, wo'd ye know Last Line: To wrong a spinner or her loome. Subject(s): Spinning | ||||||||
Yee pretty Huswives, wo'd ye know The worke that I wo'd put ye to? This, this it sho'd be, for to spin, A Lawn for me, so fine and thin, As it might serve me for my skin. For cruell Love ha's me so whipt, That of my skin, I all am stript; And shall dispaire, that any art Can ease the rawnesse, or the smart; Unlesse you skin again each part. Which mercy if you will but do, I call all Maids to witnesse too What here I promise, that no Broom Shall now, or ever after come To wrong a Spinner or her Loome. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IRISH INTERIOR by EAVAN BOLAND THE IRISH SPINNING-WHEEL by ALFRED PERCEVAL GRAVES A SPINNING SONG by JOHN FRANCIS O'DONNELL THE SPINNING-WHEEL [SONG] by JOHN FRANCIS WALLER THE MAIDS OF ELFIN-MERE by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM THE SPINNER by CLARA DOTY BATES THE SPINNING-WHEEL (YONDERLAND SONG) by LYA BERGER BIARTEY'S SPINNING SONG, FR. THE RIDING TO LITHEND by GORDON BOTTOMLEY A YEAR'S SPINNING by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING A CHRISTMAS CAROL, SUNG TO THE KING IN THE PRESENCE AT WHITEHALL by ROBERT HERRICK A MEDITATION FOR HIS MISTRESS by ROBERT HERRICK A TERNARIE OF LITTLES, UPON A PIPKIN OF JELLIE by ROBERT HERRICK |
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