“Some
things have to be believed to be seen.” – Ralph Hodgson
Born in 1871, Hodgson was a popular English poet
considered one of the more “pastoral” of the group of so-called Georgian Poets. A number of his poems were set to music in
the 1930s and ‘40s, and he was honored for his life’s work with the Queen's
Gold Medal for Poetry. Also a publisher
and professor, he was a much sought-after speaker, including in the U.S. where
he retired and lived in Ohio from the mid-1950s to his death in 1962. For Saturday’s Poem, here is Hodgson’s,
The Gypsy Girl
'Come, try your skill, kind gentlemen,
A penny for three tries!'
Some threw and lost, some threw and won
A ten-a-penny prize.
She was a tawny gypsy girl,
A girl of twenty years,
I liked her for the lumps of gold
That jingled from her ears;
I liked the flaring yellow scarf
Bound loose about her throat,
I liked her showy purple gown
And flashy velvet coat.
A man came up, too loose of tongue,
And said no good to her;
She did not blush as Saxons do,
Or turn upon the cur;
She fawned and whined, 'Sweet gentleman,
A penny for three tries!'
- But oh, the den of wild things in
The darkness of her eyes!
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