"THE abbé rambles."—"You, marquis, Have put your wig on all awry."— "This wine of Cypress kindles me Less, my Camargo, than your eye!" "My passion"—"Do, mi, sol, la, si."— "Abbé, your villainy lies bare."— "Mesdames, I climb up yonder tree And fetch a star down, I declare." "Let each kiss his own lady, then The others."—"Would that I were, too, A lap-dog!"—"Softly, gentlemen!"— "Do, mi."—"The moon!—Hey, how d'ye do?" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON PARTING by GEORGE GORDON BYRON KU KLUX by MADISON JULIUS CAWEIN LITTLE BROWN BABY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE LOST SHEEP by SARAH PRATT MCCLAIN GREENE FLOWERS by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW DAMON THE MOWER by ANDREW MARVELL |