Cecil Frances Alexander

(Early April 1818 – 12 October 1895 / Dublin)

The Fieldmouse - Poem by Cecil Frances Alexander

Where the acorn tumbles down,
Where the ash tree sheds its berry,
With your fur so soft and brown,
With your eye so round and merry,
Scarcely moving the long grass,
Fieldmouse, I can see you pass.
Little thing, in what dark den,
Lie you all the winter sleeping?
Till warm weather comes again,
Then once more I see you peeping
Round about the tall tree roots,
Nibbling at their fallen fruits.
Fieldmouse, fieldmouse, do not go,
Where the farmer stacks his treasure,
Find the nut that falls below,
Eat the acorn at your pleasure,
But you must not steal the grain
He has stacked with so much pain.
Make your hole where mosses spring,
Underneath the tall oak's shadow,
Pretty, quiet harmless thing,
Play about the sunny meadow.
Keep away from corn and house,
None will harm you, little mouse.

Comments about The Fieldmouse by Cecil Frances Alexander

  • (9/17/2018 8:37:00 PM)

    I dont know (Report) Reply

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  • Thomas Sarko (4/5/2018 8:21:00 AM)

    Beautiful lines, easy rhythm, such masterful construction of literary sound devices. (Report) Reply

  • Jayatissa K. Liyanage (6/17/2015 8:48:00 PM)

    Behind every word, painted the kind heart of a woman. Love it. (Report) Reply

  • Lisbon Tawanda (6/17/2015 9:24:00 AM)

    Wow wow, this is a very nice poem. I like it! (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (6/17/2015 9:17:00 AM)

    Hmmmm. Never heard of a woman named Cecil before. Of course, many tell me they've never heard of a man named Kim, either. The rhythm here is very nice. This could actually be made into a song, I think. (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (6/17/2015 8:53:00 AM)

    Round about the tall tree roots; with the muse of nature. Nice work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 17, 2013

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