When I but call a flagrant Whore unsound, Or have a Pimp or Flaterer in the Wind, Sapho enrag'd crys out your Back is round, Adonis screams -- Ah! Foe to all Mankind! Thanks, dirty Pair! you teach me what to say, When you attack my Morals, Sense, or Truth, I answer thus -- poor Sapho you grow grey, And sweet Adonis -- you have lost a Tooth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR A' THAT AND A' THAT; SONG by ROBERT BURNS THE FARM CHILD'S LULLABY by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE RIGHT MUST WIN by FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER THE SPIRIT OF POETRY by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE SCORPION by WILLIAM PLOMER ANECDOTE FOR FATHERS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |