LIKE a dog with a bottle, fast ty'd to his tail, Like vermin in a trap, or a thief in a jail, Like a Tory in a bog, Or an ape with a clog: Such is the man, who when he might go free, Does his liberty lose For a Matrimony noose, And sells himself into captivity. The dog he does howl, when his bottle does jog, The vermin, the thief, and the Tory in vain Of the trap, of the jail, of the quagmire complain. But well fare poor Pug! for he plays with his clog; And though he would be rid on't rather than his life, Yet he lugs it, and he hugs it, as a man does his wife. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EPITAPH ON AN ARMY OF MERCENARIES by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 23 by ALFRED TENNYSON RIVALRY IN LOVE by WILLIAM WALSH (1663-1707) REVEL by ABUL HASAN OF SANTA MARIA ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 7. TO REVEREND BENJAMIN, LORD BISHOP OF WINCHESTER by MARK AKENSIDE THE EMANCIPATION OF HIS MISTRESS' PERFECTIONS by FRANCIS BEAUMONT |