Ann Taylor

(30 January 1782 - 20 December 1866 / Colchester, England)

Meddlesome Matty

Poem by Ann Taylor

One ugly trick has often spoil'd
The sweetest and the best;
Matilda, though a pleasant child,
One ugly trick possess'd,
Which, like a cloud before the skies,
Hid all her better qualities.

Sometimes she'd lift the tea-pot lid,
To peep at what was in it,
Or tilt the kettle, if you did
But turn your back a minute.
In vain you told her not to touch,
Her trick of meddling grew so much.

Her grandmamma went out one day,
And by mistake she laid
Her spectacles and snuff-box gay
Too near the little maid;
"Ah! well," thought she, "I'll try them on,
As soon as grandmamma is gone. "

Forthwith she placed upon her nose
The glasses large and wide;
And looking round, as I suppose,
The snuff-box too she spied:
"Oh! what a pretty box is that;
I'll open it," said little Matt.

"I know that grandmamma would say,
'Don't meddle with it, dear;'
But then, she's far enough away,
And no one else is near:
Besides, what can there be amiss
In opening such a box as this? "

So thumb and finger went to work
To move the stubborn lid,
And presently a mighty jerk
The mighty mischief did;
For all at once, ah! woful case,
The snuff came puffing in her face.

Poor eyes, and nose, and mouth, beside
A dismal sight presented;
In vain, as bitterly she cried,
Her folly she repented.
In vain she ran about for ease;
She could do nothing now but sneeze.

She dash'd the spectacles away,
To wipe her tingling eyes,
And as in twenty bits they lay,
Her grandmamma she spies.
"Heyday! and what's the matter now?"
Says grandmamma, with lifted brow.

Matilda, smarting with the pain,
And tingling still, and sore,
Made many a promise to refrain
From meddling evermore.
And 'tis a fact, as I have heard,
She ever since has kept her word.

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    need to make some av(Report)Reply

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  • Kiran PillaiKiran Pillai (6/1/2018 12:54:00 AM)

    Poems of children meddling makes me uncomfortable. There is tension in such poetry. But, that might just be how children are. Curious and meddling by nature.(Report)Reply

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  • chiaza labinjo (2/2/2018 9:29:00 AM)

    It is not good to be meddling(Report)Reply

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  • ity wendy. (1/17/2018 11:35:00 AM)

    I never want to be like matty😉(Report)Reply

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (11/28/2015 8:29:00 AM)

    So brilliantly told story of naughtiness of little one which is happening in households.(Report)Reply

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  • Thomas CaseThomas Case (11/28/2015 7:20:00 AM)

    very amusing good poem(Report)Reply

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  • Ratnakar Mandlik (11/28/2015 6:30:00 AM)

    Fantastic narration of the story poem depicting a mix of curiosity and naughtiness among children. The snuff spread on mouth and nose gave a terrible lesson to Matilda and forced her to obey elders thereafter. The poem is amusing too and enjoyable. Thanks for sharing.10+++ points.(Report)Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (11/28/2015 6:00:00 AM)

    Very descriptive poem, nicely written.(Report)Reply

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  • Manonton Dalan (11/28/2015 3:17:00 AM)

    curiosity at very young age is true(Report)Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (8/19/2015 12:11:00 PM)

    Nice poem I liked it.......................(Report)Reply

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  • * Sunprincess * (6/4/2014 4:39:00 PM)

    ..............truly this is a wonderful poem.....definitely put a smile on my face....enjoyed..(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003