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A Hero to His Hobby-Horse
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Juliana Horatia DuEwingnbar


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Hear me now, my hobby-horse, my steed of prancing paces!
Time it is that you and I won something more than races.
I have got a fine cocked hat, with feathers proudly waving;
Out into the world we'll go, both death and danger braving.

Doubt not that I know the way--the garden-gate is clapping:
Who forgot to lock it last deserves his fingers slapping.
When they find we can't be found, oh, won't there be a chorus!
You and I may laugh at that, with all the world before us.

All the world, the great green world that lies beyond the paling!
All the sea, the great round sea where ducks and drakes are sailing!
I a knight, my charger thou, together we will wander
Out into that grassy waste where dwells the Goosey Gander.

Months ago, my faithful steed, that Goose attacked your master;
How it hissed, and how I cried! It ran, but I ran faster!
Down upon my face I fell, its awful wings were o'er me,
Mother came and picked me up, and off to bed she bore me.

Months have passed, my faithful steed; both you and I are older.
Sheathless is my wooden sword; my heart, I think, is bolder.
Always ready bridled thou, with reins of crimson leather;
Woe betide the Goose to-day who meets us both together!

Up then now, my hobby-horse, my steed of prancing paces!
Time it is that you and I won something more than races.
I a knight, my charger thou, together we will wander
Out into that grassy waste where dwells the Goosey Gander.


This poem is in the public domain.

 


Juliana Horatia Gatty Ewing (1841 - 1885) was an English writer, editor, and artist. Daughter of a preacher and a successful children's book author, she and her siblings were home-schooled and Julie, as she was called, demonstrated a knack for storytelling early on. She lived briefly in Canada after marrying a British officer, and found much inspiration in the people, sights, and adventures she discovered there. Julie wrote primarily for children; her work is noted for its simplicity, detail, and humor. One of her stories, "The Brownies,” inspired the name of the first level of Girl Scouts.



Post New Comment:
Jancan:
I absolutely love this~~my kind of poem!
Posted 05/15/2024 12:02 AM
cork:
I recall my fear when the rooster attacked me, a young five-year old.
Posted 05/14/2024 09:24 AM
Darrell Arnold:
This poem is awesome. There is a old-school style here that I have always admired, and have tried to incorporate into much of my own work. It's a wonderful children's story told in rhyme and meter. The imagery is crystal clear and must have captured the imaginations of many children. We need more of this in our education system, today.
Posted 05/14/2024 08:53 AM
EstherJ:
What fun! I enjoyed this very much.
Posted 05/14/2024 08:42 AM


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