A certain Presbyterian Pair Were wedded t'other day; And when in Bed the Lambs were laid, Their Pastor came to pray. But first he bade each Guest depart, Nor sacred Rites prophane; For carnal Eyes such Mysteries can never entertain. Then with a puritannick Air, Unto the Lord he pray'd, That he would please to grant Encrease To that same man and maid: And that the Husbandman might dress Full well the Vine his Wife; And like a Vine she still might twine About him all her Life. Sack posset then he gave them both, And said with lifted Eyes, Blest of the Lord! with one Accord Begin your Enterprize. The Bridegroom then drew near his Spouse, T'apply Prolifick Balm; And while they strove in mutual Love, The Parson sung a Psalm. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE WAR THAT ISN'T WHAT YOU THINK by JAMES GALVIN THE CROSS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE FAMILY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD IN THE GARDEN AT THE DAWN HOUR by EDGAR LEE MASTERS DEATH SNIPS PROUD MEN by CARL SANDBURG THE UNDERGRADUATE KILLED IN BATTLE; OXFORD, 1915 by GEORGE SANTAYANA |