Ghost-bereft With other stories and studies in verse: By Jane Barlow |
 |
|
| I. |
| II. |
| III. | III |
| IV. |
| V. |
| VI. |
| VII. |
| VIII. |
| IX. |
 |
 | Ghost-bereft |  |
42
III
We wouldn't ha' let them away good or bad, if we'd done what was right;There's no tellin' where childer 'ill go, when you trust them off out of your sight;
You may think they've all manner of sinse, and be wond'rin' the way they're grown,
Yet liker than not they'll git playin' some quare foolish trick of their own,
And be lost ere you know. Sure we'd never a doubt, and they startin' that day,
They'd cross safe in the big sailin' boat up to Westport, the width of the Bay;
What 'ud ail them, wid wather and win' keepin' quiet as a baste lyin' down?
But the next thing we heard they'd capsized her, wid Norah on board her to drown.
| Ghost-bereft | |