I. SAID Nestor, to his pretty wife, quite sorrowful one day, "Why, dearest, will you shed in pearls those lovely eyes away? You ought to be more fortified;" "Ah, brute, be quiet, do, I know I'm not so fortyfied, nor fiftyfied as you! II. Oh, men are vile deceivers all, as I have ever heard, You'd die for me you swore, and I -- I took you at your word. I was a tradesman's widow then -- a pretty change I've made; To live, and die the wife of one, a widower by trade!" III. "Come, come, my dear, these flighty airs declare, in sober truth, You want as much in age, indeed, as I can want in youth; Besides, you said you liked old men, though now at me you huff." "Why, yes," she said, "and so I do -- but you're not old enough!" IV "Come, come, my dear, let's make it up, and have a quiet hive; I'll be the best of men, -- I mean, -- I'll be the best @3alive!@1 Your grieving so will kill me, for it cuts me to the core." -- "I thank ye, Sir, for telling me -- for now I'll grieve the more!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LINES ON LEAVING THE BEDFORD STR. SCHOOL HOUSE by GEORGE SANTAYANA CUDDLE DOON by ALEXANDER ANDERSON TO MY DEAR AND LOVING HUSBAND by ANNE BRADSTREET DEAD COW FARM by ROBERT RANKE GRAVES LE MARAIS DU CYNGE by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |