Classic and Contemporary Poetry
AQUARELLE AFTER WATTEAU, by THOMAS WALSH First Line: Shepherdess, - nay, go not yet Last Line: Gainst your own! Alternate Author Name(s): Gill, Roderick; Strange, Garrett Subject(s): Courtship; Kisses; Rain | ||||||||
SHEPHERDESS,nay, go not yet While the trees are dripping wet From the rain! Come, sit here beneath the eaves Of the grotto till the leaves Dry again. Every lamb is in the fold Huddled safely from the cold And the dews; Stay, the sun will soon appear With a smile to find you here Don't refuse! See, the mists have pearled your hair And your hands areI declare! Cold as stone! Nay, 'tis but my arm that slips 'Round your waistand these my lips 'Gainst your own! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DISTANT RAINFALL by ROBINSON JEFFERS CHAMBER MUSIC: 32 by JAMES JOYCE HEAVY SUMMER RAIN by JANE KENYON CROWD CORRALLING by MARGARET AVISON THE RAIN-POOL by KARLE WILSON BAKER ON THE GREAT ATLANTIC RAINWAY by KENNETH KOCH A BALLAD OF OLD POPE JOHN by THOMAS WALSH |
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