HER time with equal prudence Silvia shares, First writes a billet-doux, then says her prayers; Her mass and toilet; vespers and the play; Thus God and Ashtaroth divide the day. Constant she keeps her Ember-week and Lent, At Easter calls all Israel to her tent; Loose without bawd, and pious without zeal, She still repeats the sins she would conceal. Envy herself from Silvia's life must grant, An artful woman makes a modern saint. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BEFORE THE RAIN by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH THE YOUNG HOUSEWIFE by WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS DOST THOU ASK? by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS LOVE POSTPONED by RUTH FITCH BARTLETT AS FROM THE PAST -- by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE SONG OF THE COSSACK by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER BRITANNIA'S PASTORALS: BOOK 2. THE THIRD SONG by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |