Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE COY LASS DRESS'D UP IN HER BEST, by ANONYMOUS First Line: Do not rumple my top-knot Last Line: "I won't be put out of my rode, / you shall not rumple my commode" Subject(s): Innocence;love | ||||||||
Do not rumple my Top-Knot, I'll not be kiss'd to Day; I'll not be hawled and pulled about, Thus on a Holy-day: Then, if your Rudeness you don't leave, No more is to be said: See this long Pin upon my Sleeve, I'll run up to the Head; And, if you rumble my head Gear, I'll give you a good flurt on the Ear. Come upon a Worky-day, When I have my old Clothes on; I shall not be so nice nor Coy, Nor stand so much upon: Then hawl, and pull, and do your best, Yet I shall gentle be: Kiss Hand, and Mouth, and fell my Breast, And tickle to my Knee: I won't be put out of my rode, You shall not rumple my Commode. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE INVENTION OF LOVE by MATTHEA HARVEY TWO VIEWS OF BUSON by ROBERT HASS A LOVE FOR FOUR VOICES: HOMAGE TO FRANZ JOSEPH HAYDN by ANTHONY HECHT AN OFFERING FOR PATRICIA by ANTHONY HECHT LATE AFTERNOON: THE ONSLAUGHT OF LOVE by ANTHONY HECHT A SWEETENING ALL AROUND ME AS IT FALLS by JANE HIRSHFIELD TIS A LITTLE JOURNEY by ANONYMOUS |
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