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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FASHIONS, 1806, by LEWIS BEACH First Line: A lad came down from our town Last Line: And turn'd them out of door, sir. Subject(s): Dancing & Dancers; Fashion; New York City; Manhattan; New York, New York; The Big Apple | |||
A lad came down from our town, To view this woundy city, And take a peep at all the tips, Who look so mighty pretty. Yankee Doodle, mind the dance, Step it off so neatly, To the pretty girls advance, Smack their lippees sweetly. He saw the pretty girls, I vags, As Broadway street he stood in, Tied up as tight in cotton bags As mother's Indian pudding. Yankee Doodlemusic strike, Dancing now our trade is; Did you ever see the like, Pudding-bags on ladies. He saw the pretty gentlemen, You'll see them every street in, With little jackets o'er their coats, And leather bags their feet in. Yankee Doodlepantaloons Grow so high before, sir, They've quarrel'd with the waistcoats all, And turn'd them out of door, sir. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...READY FOR THE CANNERY by BERTON BRALEY TRANTER IN AMERICA by AUGUST KLEINZAHLER MEETING YOU AT THE PIERS by KENNETH KOCH FEBRUARY EVENING IN NEW YORK by DENISE LEVERTOV ON 52ND STREET by PHILIP LEVINE |
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