Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPISTLE TO SIR ROBERT WALPOLE (2), by HENRY FIELDING Poet's Biography First Line: Great sir, as on each levee day Last Line: Or lend your porter to deny me. Subject(s): Walpole, Robert (1676-1745) | ||||||||
GREAT Sir, as on each levee day I still attend you--still you say-- I'm busy now, to-morrow come; To-morrow, sir, you're not at home; So says your porter, and dare I Give such a man as him the lie? In imitation, sir, of you, I keep a mighty levee too: Where my attendants, to their sorrow, Are bid to come again to-morrow. To-morrow they return, no doubt, But then, like you, sir, I'm gone out. So says my maid; but they less civil Give maid and master to the devil; And then with menaces depart, Which could you hear would pierce your heart, Good sir, do make my levee fly me, Or lend your porter to deny me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE ROBERT WALPOLE, ESQ. by AMBROSE PHILIPS ON SEEING A PORTRAIT OF SIR ROBERT WALPOLE by MARY WORTLEY MONTAGU CHARACTER OF SIR ROBERT WALPOLE by JONATHAN SWIFT EPISTLE TO SIR ROBERT WALPOLE (1) by HENRY FIELDING THE ROAST BEEF OF OLD ENGLAND by HENRY FIELDING A PIPE OF TOBACCO by HENRY FIELDING HUNTING SONG, FR. DON QUIXOTE IN ENGLAND by HENRY FIELDING ON A HALFPENNY WHICH A YOUNG LADY GAVE A BEGGAR, WHICH AUTHOR REDEEMED by HENRY FIELDING |
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