John Keats

(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 / London, England)

Dawlish Fair - Poem by John Keats

Over the hill and over the dale,
And over the bourn to Dawlish--
Where gingerbread wives have a scanty sale
And gingerbread nuts are smallish.
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Rantipole Betty she ran down a hill
And kicked up her petticoats fairly;
Says I I'll be Jack if you will be Gill--
So she sat on the grass debonairly.

Here's somebody coming, here's somebody coming!
Says I 'tis the wind at a parley;
So without any fuss any hawing and humming
She lay on the grass debonairly.

Here's somebody here and here's somebody there!
Says I hold your tongue you young Gipsey;
So she held her tongue and lay plump and fair
And dead as a Venus tipsy.

O who wouldn't hie to Dawlish fair,
O who wouldn't stop in a Meadow,
O who would not rumple the daisies there
And make the wild fern for a bed do!


Comments about Dawlish Fair by John Keats

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/28/2017 2:26:00 AM)

    So without any fuss any hawing and humming
    She lay on the grass debonairly.
    A debonair life, well described.
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  • (3/15/2014 8:04:00 AM)

    O who wouldn't hie to Dawlish fair,
    O who wouldn't stop in a Meadow,
    O who would not rumple the daisies there
    And make the wild fern for a bed do!
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  • (7/15/2010 10:53:00 PM)

    It may come as a surprise to those who know Keat's poetry mainly from the great Odes and Sonnets that he was also capable of writing in this extremely rustic manner. It's a mark of a great writer that he is capable of not taking himself too seriously and is even capable on occasion of self parody. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 23, 2010



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