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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MO BOUCHALEEN BWEE (MY YELLOW-HAIRED LAD), by NORA (CHESSON) HOPPER Poet's Biography First Line: Mo bouchaleen bwee, and mo bouchaleen bwee Last Line: If I might go with you, mo bouchaleen bwee. | |||
MO Bouchaleen bwee, and mo Bouchaleen bwee, It's I would go with you wherever you be: I'd climb the high hills and I'd sail the salt sea If I might go with you, mo Bouchaleen bwee. Most dear and most green are the fair hills of Eri, But on steeper hillsides my feet would not weary: My feet on the ice and the snowfield might be If you climbed beside me, mo Bouchaleen bwee. If you were in exile, whatever winds blew, It's I would be houseless and homeless with you: My breast for your fair head a pillow should be, And my heart for your castle, mo Bouchaleen bwee! With sorrow before and with danger behind, I'd follow you, heeding nor weather nor wind: So kind and so faithful and patient I'd be, If I might go with you, mo Bouchaleen bwee. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest... |
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