JAMES went to the door of the kitchen and said, "Cook, give me this moment some honey and bread; Then fetch me a glass or a cup of good beer, Why, cook, you don't stir, and I'm sure you must hear!" "Indeed, Master James," was the cook's right reply, "To answer such language I feel rather shy, I hear you quite plainly, but wait till you choose To civilly ask, when I shall not refuse." What pity young boys should indulge in this way, Whilst knowing so well what is proper to say; As if civil words, in a well-manner'd tone, Were learn'd to be us'd in the parlour alone! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOWN BY THE CARIB SEA: 3. TEESTAY by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A SONG OF ETERNITY IN TIME by SIDNEY LANIER ON A TUFT OF GRASS by EMMA LAZARUS DOMESDAY BOOK: JANE FISHER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |