There's a Rosie Show in Derry, An' a Rosie Show in Down; An' 'tis like there's wan I'm thinkin' 'Ill be held in Randalstown. But if I had the choosin' Av a rosie prize the day, 'Twould be a pink wee rosie Like he plucked whin rakin' hay. Yon pink wee rosie in my hair— He fixt it troth—an' kissed it there! White gulls wor wheelin' roun' the sky, Down by—down by. Ay, there's rosies sure in Derry, An' there's famous wans in Down; Och there's rosies all a hawkin' Through the heart av London town! But if I had the liftin' Or the buyin' av a few, I'd choose jist pink wee rosies That's all drenchin' wid the dew— Yon pink wee rosies wid the tears! Och wet, wet tears!—ay, troth 'tis years Since we kep' rakin' in the hay Thon day—thon day! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE ODYSSEY: THE GARDENS OF ALCINOUS by HOMER ROBIN ADAIR by CAROLINE KEPPEL ON THE SUN COMING OUT IN THE AFTERNOON by HENRY DAVID THOREAU THE PASQUE FLOWER by STELLA PFEIFFER BAISCH SONGS OF NIGHT TO MORNING: 1. AT THE THEATRE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) |