GREAT Sir, as on each levee day I still attend you--still you say-- I'm busy now, to-morrow come; To-morrow, sir, you're not at home; So says your porter, and dare I Give such a man as him the lie? In imitation, sir, of you, I keep a mighty levee too: Where my attendants, to their sorrow, Are bid to come again to-morrow. To-morrow they return, no doubt, But then, like you, sir, I'm gone out. So says my maid; but they less civil Give maid and master to the devil; And then with menaces depart, Which could you hear would pierce your heart, Good sir, do make my levee fly me, Or lend your porter to deny me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...MAGDALEN by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THOUGHTS ON THE COMMANDMENTS by GEORGE AUGUSTUS BAKER JR. SONNET TO HIS FRIEND R.L. IN PRAISE OF MUSIQUE AND POETRIE by RICHARD BARNFIELD THE AMERICAN FOREST GIRL by FELICIA DOROTHEA HEMANS THE CREATION (A NEGRO SERMON) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON |