
When I was invited to participate, I read "A Shropshire Lad" and, once I had managed to cheer myself up again (for the uninitiated: it's a bit gloomy!), considered what aspect I would like to focus on. In the end, his - it seems to me - rather jaundiced view of relationships and the fickleness of womankind interested me: lasses seem to be destined to grieve for menfolk killed at war or hanged for their crimes, yet have a wonderful (!) ability to move on fairly quickly. Poem XXVII is a fine example. So, I thought that two studies of the same girl would reflect this. They are shown in this post; the first is entitled "Has she tired of weeping?" and the second "Is my girl happy?" To which one can only answer: "Yes and yes".
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