'Twas within a Furlong of @3Edinborough@1 Town, In the Rosie time of year when the Grass was down; Bonny @3Jockey@1 Blith and Gay, Said to @3Jenny@1 making Hay, Let's sit a little (Dear) and prattle, 'Tis a sultry Day: He long had Courted the Black-Brow'd Maid, But @3Jockey@1 was a Wag and would ne'er consent to Wed; Which made her pish and phoo, and cry out it will not do, I cannot, cannot, cannot, wonnot, monnot Buckle too. He told her Marriage was grown a meer Joke, And that no one Wedded now, but the Scoundrel Folk; Yet my dear, thou shouldest prevail, But I know not what I ail, I shall dream of Clogs, and silly Dogs, With Bottles at their Tail; But I'll give thee Gloves, and a Bongrace to wear, And a pretty Filly-Foal, to ride out and take the Air; If thou ne'er will pish nor phoo, and cry it ne'er shall do, I cannot, cannot, @3&c.@1 That you'll give me Trinkets, cry'd she, I believe, But ah! What in return must your poor @3Jenny@1 give; When my Maiden Treasure's gone, I must gang to @3London@1 Town, And Roar, and Rant, and Patch and Paint, And Kiss for half a Crown: Each Drunken Bully oblige for Pay, And earn and hated Living in an odious Fulsom way; No, no, it ne'er shall do, for a Wife I'll be to you, Or I cannot, cannot, @3&c.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ALAS! POOR QUEEN by MARION ANGUS THE OLD ARM-CHAIR by ELIZA COOK POEM FOR PICTURE: TO A PORTRAIT BY EDWARD STEICHEN (RACHMANINOFF) by FRANK ANKENBRAND JR. NORTHERN LIGHTS by EINAR BENEDIKTSSON SAVAGES by ABBIE FARWELL BROWN WESTERN TOWN by DAVID WADSWORTH CANNON JR. UPON THE KING'S RETURN FROM SCOTLAND by JOHN CLEVELAND |