Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PAMELA IN TOWN, by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ First Line: The fair pamela came to town Last Line: And won her faith, her love, her beauty. | ||||||||
THE fair Pamela came to town, To London town, in early summer; And up and down and round about The beaux discussed the bright newcomer, With "Gadzooks, sir," and "Ma'am, my duty," And "Odds my life, but 't is a Beauty!" To Ranelagh went Mistress Pam, Sweet Mistress Pam so fair and merry, With cheeks of cream and roses blent, With voice of lark and lip of cherry. Then all the beaux vow'd 't was their duty To win and wear this country Beauty. And first Frank Lovelace tried his wit, With whispers bold and eyes still bolder; The warmer grew his saucy flame, Cold grew the charming fair and colder. 'T was "icy bosom" -- "cruel beauty" -- "To love, sweet Mistress, 't is a duty." Then Jack Carew his arts essayed, With honeyed sighs and feigned weeping. Good lack! his billets bound the curls That pretty Pam she wore a-sleeping. Next day these curls had richer beauty, So well Jack's fervor did its duty. Then Cousin Will came up to view The way Pamela ruled the fashion; He watched the gallants crowd about, And flew into a rustic passion, -- Left "Squire, his mark," on divers faces, And pinked Carew beneath his laces. Alack! one night at Ranelagh The pretty Sly-boots fell a-blushing; And all the mettled bloods look'd round To see what caused that telltale flushing. Up stepp'd a grizzled Poet Fellow To dance with Pam a saltarello. Then Jack and Frank and Will resolved, With hand on sword and cutting glances, That they would lead that Graybeard forth To livelier tunes and other dances. But who that saw Pam's eyes a-shining With love and joy would see her pining! And -- oons! Their wrath cool'd as they looked -- That Poet stared as fierce as any! He was a mighty proper man, With blade on hip and inches many; The beaux all vow'd it was their duty To toast some newer, softer Beauty. Sweet Pam she bridled, blush'd, and smiled -- The wild thing loved and could but show it! Mayhap some day you'll see in town Pamela and her grizzled Poet. Forsooth he taught the rogue her duty, And won her faith, her love, her beauty. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...APRIL FANTASIE by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ HARVEST by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ HER PICTURE by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ MOTH-SONG by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ ON KINGSTON BRIDGE by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ PRAISE-GOD BAREBONES by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ QUAKER LADIES by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ SEA-WAY by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ SO WAGS THE WORLD by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ THE BRIDE'S TOILETTE by ELLEN MACKAY HUTCHINSON CORTISSOZ |
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