Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WRITTEN BY DESIRE OF A LADY ON ANGRY, PETULANT, KITCHEN-MAID, by JANE CAVE Poet's Biography First Line: Good mistress dishclout, what's the matter? Last Line: Which you in wisdom might think best. Alternate Author Name(s): Winscom, Mrs. Subject(s): Household Employees; Servants; Domestics; Maids | ||||||||
GOOD Mistress Dishclout, what's the matter? Why here the spoon -- and there the platter? What demon causes all this lowering, Black as the pot you oft are scouring? Hot as the fire you daily light, Your speech with low invectives blight, While rage impregnates every vein, And dyes the face one crimson stain. Sure, someone has a word misplaced, Or looked not equal to your taste; Or, is this just the time you've chose Your great acquirements to disclose, Display the graces of your tongue, Show with what eloquence 'tis hung, As 'dog, rogue, scoundrel, scrub', what not, And twenty more I've quite forgot; Which prove to a demonstration You've had a liberal education? Such titles must enchant the ear, And make the bounteous donor dear; But while these bounties are dispensing, I wish I'd learned the art of fencing, Lest, while at John you aim to throw, My nob should chance to catch the blow; Then I should get a broken pate, And marks of violence I hate. Good Mistress Dishclout, condescend To hear the counsel of a friend: When next you are disposed to brawl, Pray let the scullery hear it all, And learn to know your fittest place Is with the dishes and the grease; And, when you are inclined to battle, Engage the skimmer, spit, or kettle, Or any other kitchen guest, Which you in wisdom might think best. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IBIS; FOR LORI GOLDENSOHN by NORMAN DUBIE PLAINT OF THE POET IN AN IGNORANT AGE by CAROLYN KIZER LEDA'S HANDMAIDEN by ELEANOR WILNER THE HOUSEKEEPER by ROBERT FROST A POEM FOR CHILDREN. ON CRUELTY TO THE IRRATIONAL CREATION by JANE CAVE AN ELEGY ON A MAIDEN NAME by JANE CAVE WRITTEN .. AUTHOR'S BATHING AT TEIGNMOUTH, FOR THE HEAD-ACHE by JANE CAVE |
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