Jean, fetch that heap of tangled yarn, And bring those stockings here to darn, And get from Anne the dairy keys, That I may go and count my cheese: To every useful occupation, Befitting of my place and station, I'll henceforth dedicate my time, And if again I write in rhyme, 'Twill be a shrewd severe lampoon On country wives who fly to town, And leave their dairy and relations, To curl their hair, and follow fashions: Or else an acrimonious satire On matrons, who in spite of Nature, With common useful duties quarrel, To plant in vain the barren laurel! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE STORY OF AUGUSTUS WHO WOULD NOT HAVE ANY SOUP by HEINRICH HOFFMANN PRAYER FOR A DREAM by JOHN C. ADLER RAMBLE OF THE GODS THROUGH BIRMINGHAM, SELECTION by JAMES BISSET THE ART OF BOOK-KEEPING by SAMUEL LAMAN BLANCHARD IN HADES by ANNA CALLENDER BRACKETT IRIS by KATHERINE HARRIS BRADLEY THE PSALM by ROBERT SEYMOUR BRIDGES THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: FAILURE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |