Rondeau

By Leigh Hunt 1784–1859 Leigh Hunt

Jenny kissed me when we met,
    Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
    Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
    Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
    Jenny kissed me.

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Poet Leigh Hunt 1784–1859

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Subjects Growing Old, Relationships, Living, Love, Romantic Love, Classic Love, Heartache & Loss

 Leigh  Hunt

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Leigh Hunt was a central figure of the Romantic movement in England, but he was not, as he wished to be and knew he was not, one of its great poets. However, he produced, during the first sixty years of the nineteenth century, a large body of poetry in a variety of forms: narrative poems, satires, poetic dramas, odes, epistles, sonnets, short lyrics, and translations from Greek, Roman, Italian, and French poems. His vivid . . .

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SUBJECT Growing Old, Relationships, Living, Love, Romantic Love, Classic Love, Heartache & Loss

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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