THERE was a man was half a clown (It's so, my father tells of it), He saw the church in Clermont Town, And laughed to hear the bells of it. He laughed to hear the bells that ring In Clermont Church and round of it; He heard the verger's daughter sing, And loved her for the sound of it. The verger's daughter said him nay (She had the right of choice in it); He left the town at break of day (He hadn't had a voice in it). The road went up, the road went down, And there the matter ended it; He broke his heart in Clermont Town, At Pontgibaud they mended it. @3Hilaire Belloc@1. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CHAMBER MUSIC: 29 by JAMES JOYCE SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: DORA WILLIAMS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TO MAY HOWARD JACKSON - SCULPTOR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TWENTY-FOUR HOKKU ON A MODERN THEME by AMY LOWELL MADMAN OF THE SOUTH SIDE by CLARENCE MAJOR DOMESDAY BOOK: AT NICE by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |