Living
Song
From The Book of Joyous Children (1902)
With a hey! and a hi! and a hey-ho rhyme!
O the shepherd lad
He is ne'er so glad
As when he pipes, in the blossom-time,
So rare!
While Kate picks by, yet looks not there.
So rare! so rare!
With a hey! and a hi! and a ho!
The grasses curdle where the daisies blow!
With a hey! and a hi! and a hey-ho vow!
Then he sips her face
At the sweetest place--
And ho! how white is the hawthorn now!--
So rare!--
And the daisied world rocks round them there.
So rare! so rare!
With a hey! and a hi! and a ho!
The grasses curdle where the daisies blow!
Cite this poem
MLA
Riley, James Whitcomb. “Song.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/riley/350/.
Chicago
Riley, James Whitcomb. “Song.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/riley/350/.
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