Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BALLAD OF JENNY THE MARE, by ANONYMOUS First Line: "I'll sing you a song, and a merry, merry song" Last Line: When the rest could hardly trot Subject(s): Animals;horses | ||||||||
I I'LL sing you a song, and a merry, merry song, Concerning our Yorkshire Jen; Who never yet ran with horse or mare, That ever she cared for a pin. II When first she came to Newmarket town The sportsmen all view'd her around; All the cry was, "Alas, poor wench, Thou never can run this ground!" III When they came to the starting-post, The Mare look'd very smart; And let them all say what they will, She never lost her start. IV When they got to the two-mile post, Poor Jenny was cast behind: She was cast behind, she was cast behind, All for to take her wind. V When they got to the three-mile post, The Mare look'd very pale SHE LAID DOWN HER EARS ON HER BONNY NECK, AND BY THEM ALL DID SHE SAIL; VI "Come follow me, come follow me, All you that run so neat; And ere that you catch me again, I'll make you all to sweat." VII When she got to the winning-post, The people all gave a shout; And Jenny click'd up her lily-white foot, And jumped like any buck. VIII The Jockey said to her, "This race you have run, This race for me you have got; You could gallop it all over again, When the rest could hardly trot!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALL THE LITTLE HOOFPRINTS by ROBINSON JEFFERS ROAN STALLION by ROBINSON JEFFERS THE HORSES by KATHARINE LEE BATES DANCERS AT THE MOY by PAUL MULDOON CRAZY HORSE SPEAKS: 3 by SHERMAN ALEXIE TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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