On such a night, or such a night, Would anybody care If such a little figure Slipped quiet from its chair - So quiet - Oh how quiet, That nobody might know But that the little figure Rocked softer - to and fro - On such a dawn, or such a dawn - Would anybody sigh That such a little figure Too sound asleep did lie For Chanticleer to wake it - Or stirring house below - Or giddy bird in orchard - Or early task to do? There was a little figure plump For every little knoll - Busy needles, and spools of thread - And trudging feet from school - Playmates, and holidays, and nuts - And visions vast and small - Strange that the feet so precious charged Should reach so small a goal! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WISE WOMAN by LOUIS UNTERMEYER THE LITTLE BOY FOUND, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE MITHRIDATES by RALPH WALDO EMERSON A WOMAN'S SONNETS: 12 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. TO ONE IN TROUBLE by EDWARD CARPENTER VERSES WRITTEN AT BATH ON FINDING THE HEEL OF A SHOE by WILLIAM COWPER |