Amy Lowell

Here you will find the Poem The Trout of poet Amy Lowell

The Trout

Naughty little speckled trout, 
Can't I coax you to come out? 
Is it such great fun to play 
In the water every day? 

Do you pull the Naiads' hair 
Hiding in the lilies there? 
Do you hunt for fishes' eggs, 
Or watch tadpoles grow their legs? 

Do the little trouts have school 
In some deep sun-glinted pool, 
And in recess play at tag 
Round that bed of purple flag? 

I have tried so hard to catch you, 
Hours and hours I've sat to watch you; 
But you never will come out, 
Naughty little speckled trout!