O GRAMMAR-RULES. O now your virtues show; So children still read you with awful eyes, As my young dove may, in your precepts wise, Her grant to me by her own virtue know: For late, with heart most high, with eyes most low, I craved the thing which ever she denies; She, lightning love, displaying Venus' skies, Lest once should not be heard, twice said No, No. Sing then, my Muse, now Io Pacan sing; Heavens, envy not at my high triumphing, But grammar's force with sweet success confirm: For grammar says,--O this, dear Stella, say,-- For grammar says,--to grammar who says nay?-- That in one speech two negatives affirm! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...VICTORY IN DEFEAT by EDWIN MARKHAM TO THE FAIR CLARINDA, WHO MADE LOVE TO ME by APHRA BEHN THE COLORED SOLDIERS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE HOUREGLASSE by JOSEPH BEAUMONT TO HIS DEAR FRIEND THOMAS RANDOLPH, ON HIS COMEDY 'THE JEALOUS LOVERS' by RICHARD BENEFIELD BARLEY BROTH by SUSANNA BLAMIRE |