Mary Barber

(1690-1757 / England)

Written For My Son, To Some Of The Fellows Of The College, - Poem by Mary Barber

We of late had a terrible Rout in our House;
If I happen'd to speak, I was sure of a Souse.
My Mamma had the Tooth--ach, and I felt the Smart--
O Steel, I for ever will yalue thy Art:
Both Children, and Servants, to thee are beholden;
Let them do what they would, they were sure of a Scolding.
Athenians, I humbly beseech you, explain,
Why the Tongue cannot rest, when the Teeth are in Pain.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 20, 2010

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