I MET a little Elf-man, once, Down where the lilies blow. I asked him why he was so small And why he didn't grow. He slightly frowned, and with his eye He looked me through and through. "I'm quite as big for me," said he, "As you are big for you." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SURFACES AND MASKS; 6 by CLARENCE MAJOR SPRING WIND IN LONDON by KATHERINE MANSFIELD SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALONZO CHURCHILL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BEFORE A STATUE OF ACHILLES by GEORGE SANTAYANA IN THE STREETS by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE BIRDS by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS |