Madrigal
(To Miss May Forshall.) HE shouts amain, he shouts again, (Her brother, fierce, as bluff King Hal), "I tell you flat, I shall do that!" She softly whispers " 'May' for 'shall'!" He wistful sighed one eventide (Her friend, that made this Madrigal), "And shall I kiss you, pretty Miss!" Smiling she answered " 'May' for 'shall'!" With eager eyes my reader cries, "Your friend must be indeed a val- -uable child, so sweet, so mild! What do you call her?" "May For shall."
Lewis Carroll’s other poems:
- Выборы в Совет Оксфордского университета • The Elections to the Hebdomadal Council
- Пилигримлянин • The Wandering Burgess
- Он прав, миляга! • What Tottles Meant
- Покинутые парки • The Deserted Parks
- Охота на Снарка. Трали-Врали в Восьми Финтах. Финт Шестой. Сон Балабола • The Hunting of the Snark. Fit the Sixth. The Barrister’s Dream
Poems of other poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием):