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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Courtship of the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bo</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">On the Coast of Coromandel<br>Where the early pumpkins blow,<br>In the middle of the woods<br>Lived the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.<br>Two old chairs, and half a candle,--<br>One old jug without a handle,--<br>These were all his worldly goods:<br>In the middle of the woods,<br>These were all the worldly goods,<br>Of the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò,<br>Of the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Once, among the Bong-trees walking<br>Where the early pumpkins blow,<br>To a little heap of stones<br>Came the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.<br>There he heard a Lady talking,<br>To some milk-white Hens of Dorking,--<br>''Tis the lady Jingly Jones!<br>'On that little heap of stones<br>'Sits the Lady Jingly Jones!'<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò,<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">III </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Lady Jingly! Lady Jingly!<br>'Sitting where the pumpkins blow,<br>'Will you come and be my wife?'<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.<br>'I am tired of living singly,--<br>'On this coast so wild and shingly,--<br>'I'm a-weary of my life:<br>'If you'll come and be my wife,<br>'Quite serene would be my life!'--<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò,<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">IV </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'On this Coast of Coromandel,<br>'Shrimps and watercresses grow,<br>'Prawns are plentiful and cheap,'<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.<br>'You shall have my chairs and candle,<br>'And my jug without a handle!--<br>'Gaze upon the rolling deep<br>('Fish is plentiful and cheap)<br>'As the sea, my love is deep!'<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò,<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">V </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lady Jingly answered sadly,<br>And her tears began to flow,--<br>'Your proposal comes too late,<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!<br>'I would be your wife most gladly!'<br>(Here she twirled her fingers madly,)<br>'But in England I've a mate!<br>'Yes! you've asked me far too late,<br>'For in England I've a mate,<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">VI </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Mr. Jones -- (his name is Handel,--<br>'Handel Jones, Esquire, & Co.)<br>'Dorking fowls delights to send,<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!<br>'Keep, oh! keep your chairs and candle,<br>'And your jug without a handle,--<br>'I can merely be your friend!<br>'-- Should my Jones more Dorkings send,<br>'I will give you three, my friend!<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">VII </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Though you've such a tiny body,<br>'And your head so large doth grow,--<br>'Though your hat may blow away,<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!<br>'Though you're such a Hoddy Doddy--<br>'Yet a wish that I could modi-<br>'fy the words I needs must say!<br>'Will you please to go away?<br>'That is all I have to say--<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!<br>'Mr. Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò!'.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">VIII </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Down the slippery slopes of Myrtle,<br>Where the early pumpkins blow,<br>To the calm and silent sea<br>Fled the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.<br>There, beyond the Bay of Gurtle,<br>Lay a large and lively Turtle,--<br>'You're the Cove,' he said, 'for me<br>'On your back beyond the sea,<br>'Turtle, you shall carry me!'<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò,<br>Said the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">IX </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Through the silent-roaring ocean<br>Did the Turtle swiftly go;<br>Holding fast upon his shell<br>Rode the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.<br>With a sad primæval motion<br>Towards the sunset isles of Boshen<br>Still the Turtle bore him well.<br>Holding fast upon his shell,<br>'Lady Jingly Jones, farewell!'<br>Sang the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò,<br>Sang the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">X </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381138" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From the Coast of Coromandel,<br>Did that Lady never go;<br>On that heap of stones she mourns<br>For the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.<br>On that Coast of Coromandel,<br>In his jug without a handle<br>Still she weeps, and daily moans;<br>On that little hep of stones<br>To her Dorking Hens she moans,<br>For the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò,<br>For the Yonghy-Bonghy-Bò.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edward+Lear">Edward Lear</a></strong></div>