I see'd her in de Springtime, I see'd her in de Fall, I see'd her in the Cotton patch, A cameing from de Ball. She hug me, an' she kiss me, She wrung my han' an' cried. She said I wus de sweetes' thing Dat ever lived or died. She hug me an' she kiss me. Oh Heaben! De touch o' her han'! She said I wus de puttiest thing In de shape o' mortal man. I told her dat I love her, Dat my love wus bed-cord strong; Den I axed her w'en she'd have me, An' she jes say "Go long!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FEW RULES FOR BEGINNERS by KATHERINE MANSFIELD FOR THE INVESTITURE by CECIL DAY LEWIS TO THE MEMORY OF INEZ MILHOLLAND by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON YOUNG LINCOLN by EDWIN MARKHAM |