Cicely Fox Smith
Seeing The World - Poem by Cicely Fox Smith
'Where I was born an' r'ared,' said Clancy,
'There was pigs an' cows an' such,' said he,
'House an' farm if I'd cared,' said Clancy,
'They'd all have come to me.
An' if I'd stayed there,' said Clancy,
'If I was there now,' said he,
'I'd have moss instead of hair,' said Clancy,
'An' roots the same as an ould tree.'
'Where I spent my young years,' said Clancy,
'There was lasses two or three,
Fit to give their ears,' said Clancy,
'To go to church along o' me.
An' if I'd took a wife,' said Clancy,
'An' if she'd proved a scold,' said he,
'Twould have been a dog's life,' said Clancy,
'So I'd just as well be free.'
'But when I've seen the world,' said Clancy,
'An' all there is in it,' said he,
'An' my last sail's furled,' said Clancy,
'An' I'm tired of goin' to sea,
I'll maybe go an' settle down there,
An' raise pigs an' cows,' said he,
'An' see if there's a girl in town there
Waitin' all this time for me.'
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