Would you believe, when you this monsieur see, That his whole body should speak French, not he? That so much scraf of France, and hat, and feather, And shoe, and tie, and garter should come hether, And land on one whoe face durst never be Toward the sea farther than Half-Way Tree? That he, untraveled, should be French so much As Frenchmen in his company should seem Dutch? Or had his father, when he did him get, The French disease, with which he labors yet? Or hung some monsieur's picture on the wall, By which his dam conceived him, clothes and all? Or is it some French statue? No: 'T doth move, And stoop, and cringe. O then, it needs must prove The new French tailor's motion, monthly made, Daily to turn in Paul's, and help the trade. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ANCIENT PROPHECY by PHILIP FRENEAU SONNET: TO FANNY by JOHN KEATS TO --, WITH ARTHUR AND ALBINA by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS WHISTLE O'ER THE LAVE O'T by ROBERT BURNS ANSWER TO SOME ELEGANT VERSES SENT BY A FRIEND by GEORGE GORDON BYRON A FATE-RIDDEN WOMAN by HERMAN J. D. CARTER |