WHEN the Washington ship by the English was beat, They sent her to England to shew their great feat, And Sandwich straightway, as a proof of his spunk, Dashed out her old name, and called her the Monk. "This MONK hated Rebels (said Sandy)-'od rot 'em, "So heave her down quickly, and copper her bottom; "With the sloops of our navy we'll have her enrolled, "And manned with picked sailors, to make her feel bold. "To shew that our king is both valiant and good, "Some guns shall be iron, and others be wood; "And, in truth, (tho' I wish not the secret to spread) "All her guns should be wooden -- to suit with his head." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MAY MAGNIFICAT by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: AMANDA BARKER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THIRTEEN WAYS OF LOOKING AT A BLACKBIRD by WALLACE STEVENS THE CENTENARIAN'S STORY by WALT WHITMAN PEARLS OF THE FAITH: 89, 90. MU'HTI, MANI'H by EDWIN ARNOLD PARODY OF A SHROPSHIRE LAD by HENRY MAXIMILIAN BEERBOHM A CHRYSALIS by MARY EMILY NEELEY BRADLEY HOME, SWEET HOME WITH VARIATIONS: 3. FRANCIS BRET HARTE by HENRY CUYLER BUNNER |