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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
REUBEN ROY, by HAROLD CRAWFORD STEARNS First Line: A little fellow, brown with wind Last Line: A carpenter. | |||
A little fellow, brown with wind -- I saw him in the street Peering at numbers on the posts, But most discreet: For when a woman came outdoors, Or slyly peeped instead, He turned away, took off his hat, And scratched his head. I watched him from my garden-wall Perhaps an hour or more, For something in his attitude, The clothes he wore, Awoke the dimmest memories Of when I was a boy And knew the story of a man Named Reuben Roy. It seems that Reuben went to sea The night his wife decried The fence he built before their house And up the side. He wanted it but she did not, Because it hid from view The spot in which her mignonette And tulips grew. Nobody saw his face again, But each year, unawares, He sent a sum for taxes due -- And fence repairs. My curiosity aroused, I sauntered forth to see Whether this individual Were really he. "Who are you looking for?" I asked. His eyes, like two bright pence, Sparkled at mine; and then he said: "A fence." "Somebody burned it Hallowe'en, When people were in bed; Before the judge could prosecute, The culprit fled." Well, Reuben only touched his hat And mumbled, "Thank you, sir," And asked me whereabouts to find A carpenter. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MY CHILDREN by HAROLD CRAWFORD STEARNS DEDICATION FOR A PLOT OF GROUND by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS AUGURIES OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE THE CONFLICT by CECIL DAY LEWIS OF THE DAY ESTIVALL by ALEXANDER HUME CARILLON by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW LAUGHING CORN by CARL SANDBURG EPITAPH ON FRANCIS CHARTRES by JOHN ARBUTHNOT WATER WOMAN by JOSEPH AUSLANDER |
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