Lemons and oranges, Plump unpeck’d cherries, Melons and raspberries, Bloom-down-cheek’d peaches, Swart-headed mulberries, Wild free-born cranberries, Crab-apples, dewberries, Pine-apples, blackberries, Apricots, strawberries;—
The goblins had a large selection of fruit that they had to offer and wanted to sale.
She pined and pined away; Sought them by night and day, Found them no more, but dwindled and grew grey; Then fell with the first snow, While to this day no grass will grow Where she lies low:
Jeanie got sick from the lack of the goblin men's fruit and without having any she started to age so badly that she ended up passing away.
Dear, you should not stay so late, Twilight is not good for maidens; Should not loiter in the glen In the haunts of goblin men.
I thought that this was a warning to Laura by Lizzie on how dangerous it is for women to be out at night because the goblin men were out during the time and nothing good happens then.
Do you not remember Jeanie, How she met them in the moonlight, Took their gifts both choice and many, Ate their fruits and wore their flowers Pluck’d from bowers
Jeanie met the goblin men during the night, which was was suppose to be a bad time for maidens. I feel that Jeanie had some sexual encounter with the goblin men because she did meet them at night and took gifts from them.
Golden head by golden head, Like two pigeons in one nest Folded in each other’s wings, They lay down in their curtain’d bed: Like two blossoms on one stem, Like two flakes of new-fall’n snow, Like two wands of ivory Tipp’d with gold for awful kings.
These lines express the close bond that Lizzie and Laura has.
remembering her kernel-stone She set it by a wall that faced the south; Dew’d it with tears, hoped for a root, Watch’d for a waxing shoot, But there came none; It never saw the sun, It never felt the trickling moisture run: While with sunk eyes and faded mouth She dream’d of melons, as a traveller sees
Laura hoped for a seed that she planted would grow the fruit that she had wanted.
Good folk, I have no coin; To take were to purloin: I have no copper in my purse, I have no silver either, And all my gold is on the furze
In these lines I noticed that Laura was speaking about money and she metaphorically connected it to being on the flowers in which she called the Furze.
Curious Laura chose to linger Wondering at each merchant man. One had a cat’s face, One whisk’d a tail, One tramp’d at a rat’s pace, One crawl’d like a snail, One like a wombat prowl’d obtuse and furry, One like a ratel tumbled hurry skurry. She heard a voice like voice of doves Cooing all together: They sounded kind and full of loves In the pleasant weather.
I noticed a lot of references here to different animals. Laura compared all of the goblin men using features of animals