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"A yellow-eyed collie was guarding his coat loose-limbed and lob-lolly..." | 23-Aug-05

Does anybody have any information on the author and source of this poem?

"I met a man mowing

a meadow of hay

so smoothly and flowing

the swathes fell away

at break of the day

down Hambledon way

A yellow-eyed collie was guarding his coat

loose-limbed and lob-lolly

but wise and remote

'Fine Morning' the man says

and I says 'Fine Day'

Then I to my fancies and he to his hay

And lovely and quiet and peaceful and still

lay river and eyot, mead, river and hill

Oh wasn't it jolly

with only us three

the yellow-eyed collie

the mower and me"

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I remember this poem from my primary school days in East Sussex, which I had too learn for the following day in the 1950's, I would love to know more about this beautiful poem ie the author, any other verses and so on, as the words.. the yellow-eyed collie wise and remote, and best of all loose-limbed and lob lolly, it really conjures up the setting. If I remember corrctly the title was The Harvest, but alas I do not have a clue as to the auther, please let me know if you get any further information. Thank You Colin Norden.
Colin Norden

I, too, as a child in the 1950s, learnt this poem.

It's called Hay Harvest, by Patrick R. Chalmers. Just found a version in 'The Book of a Thousand Poems for the young and very young', my copy pub. Evans Brothers, 1942, repr. 1950. Here it is as published:


I met a man mowing
A meadow of hay;
So smoothly and flowing
His swathes fell away,
At break of the day
Up Hambleden way;
A yellow-eyed collie
Was guarding his coat -
Loose-limbed and lob-lolly,
But wise and remote.

Patrick R Chalmers

But I think it's missing two lines of the middle verse - possibly at the end of verse two, and would make it up to ten lines like verses one and three -
Then I to my fancies And he to his hay.

Patrick Chalmers (1872-1942) wrote books on hunting and fishing as well as writing light verse. He may have been the Patrick Chalmers who was an aide to Edward VIII when Prince of Wales.

Ruth Ogden

Ruth Ogden

The poem that I remember reciting in the mid 1950's is exactly as Ruth Ogden has written down. I am sure this is the complete poem. It made a great and lasting impression upon me.
Eleanor Mary

This poem was in our class reading book in Liverpool pre-1950. I have been trying to trace it and did not know it was by Patrick R. Chalmers. (Thought it was by Eleanor Farjeon.) Delighted you have it here.
pat jourdan

Learnt it when I was a boy 70 yrs. ago
phill. wells

I recited this poem at the now demolished David Lewis theatre in Liverpool, during an elocution examination in the late 50's. The version by Ruth Ogden is close to the one I remember. However I recall that some of the other candidates did use an alternative ending to the one I was taught.
Andrew Rhodes

I have been trying to find this poem for over fifty years. I read it in my sister's school poetry book in Northern Ireland when I was a child but never managed to find it since. I only knew "a yellow eyed collie was guarding his coat" and "at break of the day down Hambleden way"

Thank heavens for the Internet!!!!
Frank Ruddy

I sang this lovely poem as a song during my schooldays 50 years ago.? I think the second verse should read:The morning came leaping,'twas four of the clockThe world was all sleeping up Hambledon dockAnd sound as a rock slept village and lockGood morning! the man says, and I says 'fine day'Then I to my fancies, and he to his hayAnd lovely and quiet and lonely and chillSlept river and eyot and meadow and millI think of them still, mead river and hillFor wasn't it jolly with only us three!The yellow-eyed collie, the mower and me.

I have always loved this song, and am grateful to know the author.? Did anyone else know it as a song?? It was definitely called 'Hay Harvest'.
Caroline Bridges

I was born in 1931 and learned this as a song in high school, Cape Town, South Africa. We had the music and words precisely as you have shown them. Over my life time I searched for origins. Glad to have them at last!
June Humphry

I also found the poem 'Hay Harvest' by Patrick R Chalmers in The Book of a Thousand Poems 1942 page 273
Sue Duncan

I learnt this poem at the age of about 10 (around 1966) as I represented the now defunct Lawn School of Stonehouse, Gloucestershire, in an elocution exam at the Pittville Pump Rooms in Cheltenham, Glos. I came second as I spoke a little too fast the judges decided. The words have lived with me ever since, exactly as above.
David Collier

I can add no more to what has allready been said about this lovely poem,except it has inspired me to take up writing
verse myself. TERRY.

I think probably all the answers have been given already, but in searching for this poem for an elderly lady, I came across it on another site, written as follows:

I met a man mowing
A meadow of hay;
So smoothly and flowing
His swathes fell away,
At break of the day
Up Hambledon way.
A yellow-eyed collie
Was guarding his coat -
Loose-limbed and lob-lolly,
But wise and remote.

The morning came leaping -
’Twas five of the clock,
The world was still sleeping
At Hambledon Lock -
As sound as a rock
Slept village and Lock;
“Fine morning!” the man says,
And I says: “Fine day!”
Then I to my fancies
And he to his hay.

And lovely and quiet
And lonely and chill,
Lay river and eyot,
And meadow and mill;
I think of them still -
Mead, river and mill;
For wasn’t it jolly
With only us three -
The yellow-eyed collie,
The mower and me?

Patrick R Chalmers (1871 - 1941)

Arlene Harris

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