Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SEATON TERRACE LASS, by JOSEPH SKIPSEY Poet's Biography First Line: My love at seaton terrace dwells Last Line: The seaton terrace lass. Subject(s): Love; Man-woman Relationships; Marriage; Male-female Relations; Weddings; Husbands; Wives | ||||||||
My love at Seaton Terrace dwells, A hale and hearty wight, Who lilts away the summer day, Also the winter night; The merriest bird with rapture stirr'd, Could never yet surpass The melody awaken'd by The Seaton Terrace lass! Chorus Her like is not in hall or cot; And you would vainly pass From Tweed to Wear for one to peer The Seaton Terrace lass. She's graceful as a lily-wand, Right modest too is she, And then ye'll search in vain the land To find a busier bee; Like silver clear her iron gear, Like burnished gold, the brass For tidiness there's none to peer The Seaton Terrace lass. Chorus Her like is not, etc. More restless than a clucking hen About her, Minnie stirs; "Go, jewel, knit your fancy net, And I will scour the floors." "Enjoy the day, down the way Where greenest grows the grass; No help I need," replies with speed The Seaton Terrace lass. Chorus Her like is not, etc. She'll knit or sew, she'll bake or brew, She'll wash the clothes so clean, The very daisy pales beside Her linen on the green; Then what she'll do, with ease she'll do, And still her manner has A charm would gar a stoic woo The Seaton Terrace lass. Chorus Her like is not, etc. Discomfort flies her dark brown eyes, And when the men folk come All black and weary from the pit, They find a welcome home: Her brothers tease her, and a pride The father feeleth as Again he meets, again he greets The Seaton Terrace lass. Chorus Her like is not, etc. When day is past and night at last Begins to cloud the dell, She'll take her skiel and out she'll steal, And meet me at the well; Then, oh! how fleet the moments sweet Yet fleeter shall they pass That night the Bebside laddie weds The Seaton Terrace lass. Chorus Her like is not in hall or cot, And vainly would you pass From Tweed to Wear for one to peer The Seaton Terrace lass. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A BLESSING FOR A WEDDING by JANE HIRSHFIELD A SUITE FOR MARRIAGE by DAVID IGNATOW ADVICE TO HER SON ON MARRIAGE by MARY BARBER THE RABBI'S SON-IN-LAW by SABINE BARING-GOULD KISSING AGAIN by DORIANNE LAUX |
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