A MERRY shepherd lad was Jock, Of course. All day he watched his father's flock, Of course. He never had learned to write or spell, But he loved his bonnie lassie well, And she his love did not repel, Of course. Her hair was black as a raven's wing, Of course. And she like the clear-voiced lark could sing, Of course. Her bright black eyes were never sad, Her face was all the wealth she had, And so she loved her shepherd lad, Of course. A gallant guardsman came to town, Of course. He was worth full many a hundred poun', Of course. She fell in love with this guardsman gay; So she jilted Jock and she ran away. He married somebody else, they say. Of course! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PEACE (2) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: ALFRED MOIR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS REINFORCEMENTS by MARIANNE MOORE HUFFMAN'S PHOTOGRAPH OF THE GRAVES OF THE UNKNOWN AT LITTLE BIGHORN by KAREN SWENSON I LOOK IN MY HEART by SARA TEASDALE |