HE took her fancy when he came, He took her hand, he took a kiss, He took no notice of the shame That glowed her happy cheek at this. He took to come of afternoons, He took an oath he'd ne'er deceive, He took her master's silver spoons, And after that he took his leave. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SECRET by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DOMESDAY BOOK: THE CONVENT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE STORY OF THE ASHES AND THE FLAME by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SONNET (6) by GEORGE SANTAYANA THE UNDERGRADUATE KILLED IN BATTLE; OXFORD, 1915 by GEORGE SANTAYANA |