Jessie Mackay

(1864 - 1938 / Rakaia Gorge)

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A Folk Song


I came to your town, my love,
   And you were away, away!
I said "She is with the Queen's maidens:
   They tarry long at their play.
They are stringing her words like pearls
To throw to the dukes and earls."
   But O, the pity!
I had but a morn of windy red
To come to the town where you were bred,
   And you were away, away!

I came to your town, my love,
   And you were away, away!
I said, "She is with the mountain elves
   And misty and fair as they.
They are spinning a diamond net
To cover her curls of jet."
   But O, the pity!
I had but a noon of searing heat
To come to your town, my love, my sweet,
   And you were away, away!

I came to your town, my love,
   And you were away, away!
I said, "She is with the pale white saints,
   And they tarry long to pray.
They give her a white lily-crown,
And I fear she will never come down."
   But O, the pity!
I had but an even grey and wan
To come to your town and plead as man,
   And you were away, away!

Submitted: Saturday, January 04, 2003

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  • Kevin Patrick (7/31/2013 3:15:00 PM)

    This is pretty self explanatory the person is making their undying ode to a love one who is not there, so the message is relaid through the emphasis of the words

    They are stringing her words like pearls
    To throw to the dukes and earls.

    exceptionally dressed, as is the repeated structure that is used in each fourth line within the stanza.

    As for you Jack Growden, your errant plea for attention is a shameful disgraceful way to use this section to gain publicity for yourself, go to Youtube for that. showboating (Report) Reply

  • Jack Growden (7/31/2013 1:07:00 AM)

    PLEASE READ MY COLLECTION! I am young and aspiring to be an author! Be sure to rate and comment as you go, kind regards, Jack Growden (Report) Reply

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