Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE SONG OF THE GYPSY BOY, by JEAN RICHEPIN



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THE SONG OF THE GYPSY BOY, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: The hawthorn blossom's white in may
Last Line: Beware! Beware!
Subject(s): Children; Knives; Childhood; Daggers


THE hawthorn blossom's white in May.
As I went by I snatched a spray.
I took my little dirk-blade bare.
Hi, there!
With my blade bare
I shore the spray
High up in air!

I wade the brook, a line to throw
For silver fish. I'll show you how
When in the sun my dirk shines bare.
Hi, there!
With my blade bare
I'll show you how
The fish to snare!

When I am tall, for gold I'll ken
To make a spear shall slaughter men,
All from this little dirk I bear.
Hi, there!
With my blade bare
I'll riddle men
From heel to hair!

When I am old, and bearded gray
For staff I'll take my hawthorn spray,
For handle this dirk-hilt I bear.
Hi, there!
With my blade bare
Shall end the spray.
Beware! Beware!





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