Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EPILOGUE, by FRANCES TALBOT First Line: And must I then -- the fatal knot once tied Last Line: To crown our triumph as the curtain falls. Alternate Author Name(s): Morley, Countess Of Subject(s): Marriage; Women; Women's Rights; Weddings; Husbands; Wives; Feminism | ||||||||
And must I thenthe fatal knot once tied Become the meek, submissive, pattern bride? Forego the short-lived triumph of my sex, Renounce the glorious privilege to vex To tease the teaserto befool the wise, And o'er the future tyranttyrannize? Whyfor the brief dominion of an hour Should fate accord us weapons of such power? Eyes darting firelegions of conquering graces Squadrons of charms:look, heroes, in our faces And own yourselves the humblest of our slaves. You smile assentbut you're such treacherous knaves, There's something in your very smiles would say, "We have our safety in the wordobey"; But if you hold us by this legal tether, And fancy love and law can go together, We may contrive such galling chains to loose, And when you least expect itslip the noose. (Aside.) A friendly hint, dear ladies, in your ear, Which, if you'll follow (husbands must not hear), You still may rule them with despotic sway: Alwaysin trifleslet them have their way. On soups and entréesbow to their opinion; O'er dogs and horsesgrant them full dominion; Protest you think their arguments so clever On game and corn-lawsyou're convinced for ever. Give them in politics no molestation, But whilst you rule themlet them rule the nation. Your tyrant thus deceived becomes your tool, Still, though you rule him, never show you rule: Rivals in love they naturally hate Rivals in power they cannot tolerate. Who calls to order? How am I transgressing? The ladies only, sir, I was addressing. I see you tremble lest I go too far, Encouraging revolt and civil war The fearful fruits of our emancipation Allow me then a word in explanation. I dread, like you, reforms and revolutions, 'Tis to support established institutions, As ancient as the siege of Troy, I speak The great Atrides was a Jerry Sneak. Nay, I could cite, but that I dread to bore ye, Examples without end from ancient story, Occurrences as old as the creation, Proving the rule of manthe innovation. (Aside.) (But am I wise and prudenton reflection Suing for public favour and protection, One half my audience thus by taunts provoking.) Believe me, gentlemen, I am only joking. You know too wellhowe'er we scorn and flout you, We had all rather die than live without you. Your praise we covetyour applause we prize, E'en "as the light that visits these bright eyes." Nay, Iwith all my airs of domination Claim at your hands one clap of approbation. Be generous then, exceed the boon I ask, And if you deem we well have done our task, Let cheers and bravos echo from the walls, To crown our triumph as the curtain falls. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE RIGHTS OF WOMAN by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE RIGHTS OF WOMAN by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD HEMATITE HEIRLOOM LIVES ON (MAYBE DECEMBER 1980) by ALICE NOTLEY ON THE BEACH by CLARIBEL ALEGRIA FEMINIST POEM NUMBER ONE by ELIZABETH ALEXANDER HYPOCRITE SWIFT by LOUISE BOGAN FOR A GODCHILD, REGINA, ON THE OCCASION OF HER FIRST LOVE by TOI DERRICOTTE HESTER'S SONG by TOI DERRICOTTE |
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