A BACHELOR of forty five Once took it in his head to wive; As he was rich in lands and money, All long'd to catch the fusty crony -- Old maids and misses were not idle, The one must lisp, the other bridle: Says farmer Blunt, come court our Sue, Zounds neighbor, you can't better do; What little Sue, why she's too green, The girl has not yet seen sixteen. If Sue should several years yet tarry, She then would be full young to marry; Too young -- tho' Sue's my own relation, I'll speak to clear her reputation; She's old enough to be your lady, For two years past, she had a baby! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE TO TRANQUILLITY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE ON DONNE'S POETRY by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TO WORDSWORTH by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY VILLANELLE: AU RETOUR DU PRINTEMPS by PHILIP SCHUYLER ALLEN |