Janet Little Poems
- The Lottery Ticket CELIA, fair, beyond description, Soon ...
- The Young Man’s Resolution BY Cupid and Bacchus I'm sadly ...
- Lothario JOIN now Apollo the harmonious strain, O Muses, ...
- A Poem On Contentment O JANET, by your kind permission, My ...
- On Halloween SOME folk in courts for pleasure sue, An' some ...
- To My Aunty MY ever dear an' worthy aunty, Wha ne'er o' wit ...
- To The Public I. FROM the dull confines of a country ...
Janet Little, later Janet Richmond, (1759 - March 15, 1813), known as The Scotch Milkmaid, was a Scottish poet who wrote in the Scots language. Born in Ecclefechan, she enjoyed a "common education" and, as an assistant to local clergy, was able to exercise her love of reading and writing. By the 1780s she had gained a reputation as a "rustic poetess". Her employer, Mrs Frances ... more »
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The Lottery Ticket
CELIA, fair, beyond description,
Soon became the fav'rite toast;
Charms unrival'd ev'n by fiction,
Did the lovely maiden boast.
Beaux and sages, panting, dying,
Did of love and her complain,
While the nymph, his darts defying,
Triumph'd o'er her thousands slain.
With their woes too rashly sporting,
Still more fatal darts were sought;
Anxious to augment her fortune,
She a lott'ry-ticket bought.
But old Plutus, sullen power,
Can the fair and brave withstand;
He, in the delusive hour,
Shov'd a blank to Celia's hand:
While Brunetta, short of ...