O GRAMMAR-RULES. O now your virtues show; So children still read you with awful eyes, As my young dove may, in your precepts wise, Her grant to me by her own virtue know: For late, with heart most high, with eyes most low, I craved the thing which ever she denies; She, lightning love, displaying Venus' skies, Lest once should not be heard, twice said No, No. Sing then, my Muse, now Io Pacan sing; Heavens, envy not at my high triumphing, But grammar's force with sweet success confirm: For grammar says,--O this, dear Stella, say,-- For grammar says,--to grammar who says nay?-- That in one speech two negatives affirm! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A CERTAIN CIVILIAN by WALT WHITMAN EPITAPH ON CHARLES II by JOHN WILMOT MIANTOWONA by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ON A LADY'S WRITING by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD VICISSITUDES by GAMALIEL BRADFORD |