MY heart's wrapped up in a little, old pine On a ledge all strung wi' a wild grapevine. Oh little scrub-pine by the water's edge, I reckon you know why I love that ledge. Oh moon, I reckon you mind that night When you was a-paintin' the bluffs wi' light An' she was settin' an' singin' there, While the night-wind played through her yaller hair. When she throwed out her hands to your flickerin' light I'd ha' liked to ha' kissed her an' held her tight. Oh river, you know, as she watched you roll She took an' played wi' my very soul. I lost my heart as I set at her feet An' heard her singin' so soft an' sweet. Oh moon an' river an' little pine-tree, Happen you know why she 's done wi' me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SEVEN TWILIGHTS: 5 by CONRAD AIKEN DEVOURER OF NATIONS by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET IF IT WERE NOT FOR YOU by HAYDEN CARRUTH EVENING IN A SUGAR ORCHARD by ROBERT FROST RETROSPECTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE RIVALS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON THE HARD TIMES IN ELFLAND; A STORY OF CHRISTMAS EVE by SIDNEY LANIER |