The Gardener 23
Why do you sit there and jingle your bracelets in mere idle sport?Fill your pitcher. It is time for you to come home.
Why do you stir the water with your hands and fitfully glance atthe road for some one in mere idle sport?Fill your pitcher and come home.
The morning hours pass by--the dark water flows on.The waves are laughing and whispering to each other in mere idle sport.
The wandering clouds have gathered at the edge of the sky onyonder rise of the land.They linger and look at your face and smile in mere idle sport.Fill your pitcher and come home.
Words in this poem
- jingle v. i.
- To sound with a fine, sharp, rattling, clinking, or tinkling sound; as, sleigh bells jingle. [OE. gingelen, ginglen; prob. akin to E. chink; cf. also E. jangle.]
- yonder adv.
- At a distance, but within view. [OE. yonder, ýonder; cf. OD. ginder, Goth. jaindr there. Yond, adv.]
Definitions and etymologies from Webster's Unabridged Dictionary, 1913.
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