The Old Well
By William Cleary
- A major
- Plain tune
- Time signature
- Charlotte Ann Fillebrown Jerauld, 1860
One of Charlotte's secular poems. I mostly wrote this because the poetic use of the word 'massive' is very funny. The metre is 9s, 10s.
Near by my home is a woodland dell,
Secluded and lone as a hermit's cell;
No sounds of strife on its stillness come,
Save the bird's wild note and the bee's deep hum.
O, come with me! 'tis a sultry day;
Let us haste to the fairy glen away,
Where the massive arms of the elm-tree meet,
And form a shady cool retreat.
Dost see the dell with its spreading trees,
Where their leaves are moved by the gentle breeze?
Where through the branches the deep blue sky
Peeps here and there like an angel's eye.