And now, dear reader! as a brick may be A sample of a house -- a bit of glass Of a broad mirror -- it has seem'd to me These fragments for a tale may shift to pass. (I am a poet much @3cut up,@1 pardie!) But "shorts" is poor "to running loose to grass." Where there's a meadow to range freely over, You pick to please you -- timothy or clover. Without the slightest hint at transmigration, I wish hereafter we may meet @3in calf!@1 That you may read me with some variation -- @3This@1 when you're moody -- @3that@1 when you would laugh. In that case, I may swell this true narration, And blow off here and there a speech of chaff. I trust you think, that, were there more 'twere better, or If @3cetera desunt,@1 decent were the cetera! P.S. I really had forgotten quite To say to you, from Countess Pasibleu -- (Dying, 'tis thought, but quite too ill to write) -- Her Ladyship's best compliments to you, And she's @3toujours chez elle@1 on Friday night, (Buckingham Crescent, May Fair, No. 2.) This, (as her written missive would have said,) Always in case her Ladyship's not dead. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LULLABY OF A LOVER by GEORGE GASCOIGNE AUTHOR TO HIS CHILD by FRANCES AIRTH THE DOOR-BELL by CHARLOTTE BECKER HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 1 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH MORNING SOUNDS by RUTH LEONARD BUCHE A LOVER FOR DEATH by EDWARD RALPH CHEYNEY SONNETS ON EMINENT CHARACTERS: 6. PITT by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE |