Time, You Old Gipsy Man!: Ralph Hodgson

Time, you old gipsy man,

Will you not stay,

put up your caravan

Just for one day?

All things I'll give you,

Will you be my guest,

Bells for your jennet

Of silver the best.

Goldsmiths shall beat you

A great golden ring,

Peacocks shall bow to you, 

Little boys sing.

Oh, and sweet girls will

Festoon you with may,

Time, you old gipsy;

Why hasten away?

Summary: In this poem, ‘Time, You Old Gipsy Man’, the poet Ralph Hodgson told about time. He said that time never stays. It always runs and runs. For this, he names the time “Old gipsy man”. To stop the time, he offered the time things such as belts for its jennet of the best silver, a big golden ring etc. He told time that peacocks will bow, little boys will sing songs, sweet girls will festoon the time with may. He requested the time to put up its caravan just for one day, but the time never stays.  It passes and passes. Nobody can stop its ever-busy frigate even for a second. We know how precious thing is time for us. If we don’t use it properly, it will run away and never come back. So, we need to use the time properly.