Nature
The Trout
From A Dome of Many-Coloured Glass (1912): Verses for Children
Naughty little speckled trout,
Can't I coax you to come out?
Is it such great fun to play
In the water every day?
Do you pull the Naiads' hair
Hiding in the lilies there?
Do you hunt for fishes' eggs,
Or watch tadpoles grow their legs?
Do the little trouts have school
In some deep sun-glinted pool,
And in recess play at tag
Round that bed of purple flag?
I have tried so hard to catch you,
Hours and hours I've sat to watch you;
But you never will come out,
Naughty little speckled trout!
Cite this poem
MLA
Lowell, Amy. “The Trout.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/lowell_a/66/.
Chicago
Lowell, Amy. “The Trout.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/lowell_a/66/.
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