William Shakespeare

(26 April 1564 - 23 April 1616 / Warwickshire)

When That I Was And A Little Tiny Boy - Poem by William Shakespeare

When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, . . .
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate
For the rain, . . .

But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, . . .
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain, . . .

But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, . . .
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain, . . .

A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, . . .
But that's all one, our play is done.
And we'll strive to please you every day.


Comments about When That I Was And A Little Tiny Boy by William Shakespeare

  • Gold Star - 14,297 Points * Sunprincess * (10/18/2012 11:19:00 AM)

    Wow it must have rained alot..with hey, ho I give this poem a 10.. :) (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Andrew Murphy (9/24/2008 5:56:00 PM)

    Wow. This is one of he best poems ever.
    You must read it.
    A.M (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 20, 2003



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