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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MRS. MCHUGH, by AGNES ITA HANRAHAN
First Line: He wrought in the field through the length av the day
Last Line: An' him trimmin' the twist av a hedge!
Subject(s): Childlessness; Children; Marriage; Memory; Solitude; Childhood; Weddings; Husbands; Wives; Loneliness
First Line: He wrought in the field through the length av the day
Last Line: An' him trimmin' the twist av a hedge!
Subject(s): Childlessness; Children; Marriage; Memory; Solitude; Childhood; Weddings; Husbands; Wives; Loneliness
He wrought in the field through the length av the day,
A tossin', an' lappin', an' ruckin' his hay;
Wid never a care but a meadow to mow,—
Or maybe wee crops in the Spring for to sow;
Ay, but Molly Carew
Wid a ribbon av blue
Come a slippin' down by on a ledge!
A strokin' wee heifers he strolled to the lane,
Jist whistlin', an' liltin', nor seein' soft rain;
An' never a thought but the trip av her feet—
Or the twist av thorn-fence where maybe they'd meet!—
But sure Molly Carew,
Wid wee Martin McHugh
Come a whisperin' roun' by the hedge!
Ay, down in his field, an' hedges ablow—
Wee trailin' white trains an' they glintin' like snow—
He'd sorra a thought but the bride he'd have wed!
Thon wisp av blue silk—or the words he'd have said!—
Och but Mrs. HcHugh,—
Troth she never jist knew!—
An' him trimmin' the twist av a hedge!
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