"PRAY tarry, Nancy Blossom, With your freight of corn-in-silk And your chickens and your cheeses And your cans of buttermilk! Wait the morning with your gossip In her cabin on the strand; Bid that lazy darky Mingo Draw the market-boat to land; For the river channel's brawling, And the windy heavens frown, And you'll never reach Manhattan 'Fore the sun goes down!" But Nancy had her errand And the market wouldn't wait, So she oared the heavy wherry Through the currents of the strait. Then the tempest broke above her! And the chickens squawked in fright; And the little darky Mingo Fairly turned from black to white As he chattered, "Laws-a-massy! Wuz dis nigger bawn to drown? Oh, we'll nebber reach Manhattan 'Fore de sun goes down!" Then she cuffed that little darky Till she taught him to behave; And they poured a can of buttermilk Upon the saucy wave; And the roughness of the channel Grew as smooth as watered silk, As the angry tide was tempered By the mildness of the milk. So they made the land in safety 'Mid the cheers of half the town In the harbor of Manhattan 'Fore the sun went down. When the bleak nor'easter blusters, When the summer tempests roar And their host of prankish goblins Bend the masts along the shore, When the wind-lashed wave is scurried Down the river to the Bay, How the surges of the channel Froth and foam with milk and whey, All to honor Nancy Blossom Who achieved this high renown When she crossed to old Manhattan 'Fore the sun went down! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SAPPHIC SUICIDE NOTE by JAMES GALVIN SYMPHONIC STUDIES (AFTER ROBERT SCHUMANN) by EMMA LAZARUS MARY DONNELLY by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM EPIGRAM ON MY WEDDING DAY: TO PENELOPE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE JOURNEY by EMILY DICKINSON |