'Away!' I cried, to a spiteful Wasp, Who challenged me to fight; 'Would you, a paltry dram of flesh, Attack a hundredweight? Go, little upstart, try your mettle On some old spider, bug or beetle.' 'Your pardon, Sir,' the Wasp replied: 'If man attacks a God in Heaven, Why can't a Wasp attack a man – Which is the most uneven? This wise discourse, on power and mettle, Should please your Masters – Pot and Kettle.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MEETING AND PASSING by ROBERT FROST LORD, HEAR MY PRAYER; A PARAPHRASE OF THE 102ND PSALM by JOHN CLARE THE CHURCH WINDOWS by GEORGE HERBERT THE ALLEY. AN IMITATION OF SPENSER by ALEXANDER POPE |