Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MY JOY HAS FALLEN IN THE GRASS, by PAUL FORT


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MY JOY HAS FALLEN IN THE GRASS, by                    
First Line: My joy has fallen in the grass, good people of the plain, fortunate
Last Line: Fallen in the grass, help me to find it again.
Subject(s): Grass; Happiness; Love - Loss Of; Joy; Delight


My joy has fallen in the grass, good people of the plain, fortunate folk, bring
all your lanterns, help me to find it again.

My sweetheart went away with a great white cavalier. I followed, heavy-hearted.
I followed far in the plain. My arrow found its mark. And my sweetheart fell
from her great black steed in the plain, and when the night grew dark the
cavalier departed.

Bring all your lanterns, good people of the plain, fortunate folk, my joy has
fallen in the grass, help me to find it again.

"It was not she you should have slain of the two, 'twas the great white
cavalier. You would have found your joy again still alive and for love still
fain. Perhaps she would have pardoned you." "I did not dare to shoot at him,
that great cavalier in his pride, he had an air too menacing with his sabre by
his side."

My joy has fallen in the grass, good people of the plain, fortunate folk, bring
all your lanterns, help me to find it again.

If it was she that you saw indeed, your joy, you can make a cross above. Though
your search for a hundred years should last you will only find the earth and the
grass, or the snow beneath the wintry blast, twinkling glow-worms the turf may
cover, but never will you find your love.

Bring all your lanterns, good people of the plain, fortunate folk, my joy has
fallen in the grass, help me to find it again.





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