Jessie Pope

(18 March 1868 - 14 December 1941 / Leicestershire, England)

Love In A Mist - Poem by Jessie Pope

Beneath an Ilfracombe machine,
While thunderstorms were raging,
Strephon and Chloe found the scene
Exceedingly engaging;
Though Mother Earth reproached the skies
With flinging pailfuls at her,
When Strephon looked in Chloe's eyes
The weather didn't matter.

When 'Arry up on 'Ampstead 'Eath
Performed a double shuffle,
The rain above, the mud beneath,
His spirits failed to ruffle;
For 'Arriet was by his side
In maddened mazes whirling
And little cared his promised bride
To see her plumes uncurling.

For one resplendent Summer morn
Young Edwin fondly waited,
Till Angelina grew forlorn
And quite emaciated.
When Hampton Court was like a sponge,
With mists their way beguiling,
He seized her hand and took the plunge,
And came up wet and smiling.


Comments about Love In A Mist by Jessie Pope

  • Susan Williams (12/1/2015 6:16:00 PM)


    Amusing little trifle- thank goodness life has amusing little trifles to lighten our days (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2012



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