It was on a visit they came, Four girls from town, (I'll not tell any name) Out in the country for a merry "spell," But how they came, I'm not going to tell. And when the day they'd almost spent, Then all their thoughts were homeward bent; So Sis and I decided to go And take them "almost" home, you know. We first proposed to ride horseback, Then next into a wagon pack; And to this last we all agreed, And piled in the wagon grass and weed To sit on; then we all got in, And our rough, jolly ride did begin. Yes, 'twas a jolly wagon-ride, -- None were there but just girls inside The rough, old jolty wagon-bed, Just six young girls, as I have said! Humpty, bumpty, o'er stones we drove, And anon through a shady grove Then up the mountain's steep ascent, Past farm-houses old and quaint. Thus we merrily jogged along, Eating apples, and full of songs; Guessing what our sweethearts would say If they should meet us upon the way. Telling jokes and poking fun, For every one was frolicsome -- 'Twas thus we whiled the time away, And we had a merry ride that day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HURRICANE by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT FATHER O'FLYNN by ALFRED PERCEVAL GRAVES SUMMER LONGINGS by DENIS FLORENCE MCCARTHY THE INCHCAPE ROCK by ROBERT SOUTHEY STORM AT SEA (2) by ALCAEUS OF MYTILENE WOONE SMILE MWORE by WILLIAM BARNES TRENCH RAID NEAR HOOGE by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN TO A YOUNG LADY ON HER RECOVERY FROM A FEVER by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |