O LUELY, luely, cam she in And luely she lay doun: I kent her be her caller lips And her breists sae sma' and roun'. A' thru the nicht we spak nae word Nor sinder'd bane frae bane: A' thru the nicht I heard her hert Gang soundin' wi' my ain. It was about the waukrife hour Whan cocks begin to craw That she smool'd saftly thru the mirk Afore the day wud daw. Sae luely, luely, cam she in Sae luely was she gaen; And wi' her a' my simmer days Like they had never been. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SYNCOPATED CAKEWALK by CLARENCE MAJOR OUR LORD AND OUR LADY by HILAIRE BELLOC LUNCH AT A CLUB by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET KEEPING UP WITH THE SIGNS by MADELINE DEFREES THE AUDACIOUS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO WILLIAM STANLEY BRAITHWAITE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE GOLDEN WEDDING OF STERLING AND SARAH LANIER by SIDNEY LANIER |