Marthy's younkit by Eugene Field
By Eugene Field
The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way Ez if it waited for a child to jine it in its play; The wild-flowers uv the hillside bent down their heads to hear The music uv the little feet that had somehow grown so dear; The magpies, like winged shadders, wuz a-flutterin' to an' fro Among the rocks an' holler stumps in the ragged gulch below; The pines an' hemlocks tosst their boughs (like they wuz arms) and made Soft, sollum music on the slope where he had often played; But for these lonesome, sollum voices on the mountain-side, There wuz no sound the summer day that Marthy's younkit died. We called him Marthy's younkit, for Marthy wuz the name
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"The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way..."
"Marthy's younkit" by Eugene Field is a sad and love and deep and nature english poem consisting of 76 lines. This English poem by Eugene Field demonstrates the timeless power of verse to capture complex human emotions. Beginning with "The mountain brook sung lonesomelike, and loitered on its way Ez if it waited for a child to jine it...", this piece explores themes of sad and love and deep and nature through vivid imagery and emotional resonance. The work invites contemplation on the deeper currents of life, love, and the human condition. Eugene Field's celebrated body of poetry continues to inspire readers across generations and cultures, and this particular work stands as a powerful example of their artistic vision.