MY noble, lovely, little Peggy, Let this my first epistle beg ye, At dawn of morn, and close of even, To lift your heart and hands to Heaven. In double beauty say your prayer: Our Father first,--then Notre Pere: And, dearest child, along the day, In everything you do and say, Obey and please my lord and lady, So God shall love, and angels aid ye. If to these precepts you attend, No second letter need I send, And so I rest your constant friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN A RAILROAD STATION by SARA TEASDALE MARIANNE MOORE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS IMITATION OF POPE: A COMPLIMENT TO THE LADIES by WILLIAM BLAKE THE PASSIONATE SHEPHERD TO HIS LOVE by CHRISTOPHER MARLOWE ON THE SLAIN COLLEGIANS by HERMAN MELVILLE |