Hail all ye ancient damsels fair or Brown, Whose careless minutes dance away on Down, No houshold cares your free enjoyments Saddle, Thro' life's wide sea your lonely skiff you Paddle; What tho' no lover seeks your heart to Steal, Nor bells salute you with a noisy Peal, Or nurse attends with caudle and with Cake Too dearly bought when liberty's at Stake; Yet shall you never mourn your husband Fickle Or children cropt by death's untimely Sickle, No hoyden romps shall your prim headdress Blouze, No noisy sot your peaceful slumbers Rouze, Slander against your fame shall find no Handle, While 'stead of squalling brats dear Pug you Dandle. In pleasure's free career you meet no Stop, Greatly alone you stand without a Prop. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MATE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO A POET, WHO WOULD HAVE ME PRAISE CERTAIN BAD POETS, IMITATORS ... by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE LAST WORD by MATTHEW ARNOLD SONNETS FROM THE PORTUGUESE: 35 by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING IN HOSPITAL: 21. ROMANCE by WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY NERVES by ARTHUR WILLIAM SYMONS |