I HAVE got a new-born sister; I was nigh the first that kissed her. When the nursing-woman brought her To papa, his infant daughter, How papa's dear eyes did glisten! -- She will shortly be to christen; And papa has made the offer, I shall have the naming of her. Now I wonder what would please her, -- Charlotte, Julia, or Louisa? Ann and Mary, they're too common; Joan's too formal for a woman; Jane's a prettier name beside; But we had a Jane that died. They would say, if 't was Rebecca, That she was a little Quaker. Edith's pretty, but that looks Better in old English books; Ellen's left off long ago; Blanche is out of fashion now. None that I have named as yet Are so good as Margaret. Emily is neat and fine; What do you think of Caroline? How I'm puzzled and perplexed What to choose or think of next! I am in a little fever Lest the name that I should give her Should disgrace her or defame her; -- I will leave papa to name her. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ILKA BLADE O' GRASS KEPS ITS AIN DRAP O' DEW by JAMES BALLANTYNE MIDWINTER BLUES by JAMES LANGSTON HUGHES SONNET OF LIFE by ERNEST BENSHIMOL THE COMING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE SMOKE IS THE FOOD OF LOVERS by JACOB CATS |