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Won't you help support DayPoems? The Snowdrop and the CriticBy Thomas Paine1737.1.29-1809.6.8To the Editor of the Pennsylvania Magazine, 1775 Sir: I have given your very modest "Snow Drop" what, I think, Shakespeare calls "a local habitation and a name"; that is, I have made a poet of him, and have sent him to take possession of a page in your next magazine; here he comes, disputing with a critic about the propriety of a prologue. Enter CRITIC and SNOW DROP. Prologues to magazines! - the man is mad, No magazine a prologue ever had; But let us hear what new and mighty things Your wonder working magic fancy brings. SNOW DROP. Bit by the muse in an unlucky hour, I've left myself at home, and turn'd a flower, And thus disguised came forth to tell my tale, A plain white snow drop gathered from the vale: I come to sing that summer is at hand, The summer time of wit you'll understand; And that this garden of our magazine Will soon exhibit such a pleasing scene, That even critics shall admire the show If their good grace will give us time to grow; Beneath the surface of the parent earth We've various seeds just struggling into birth; Plants, fruits, and flowers, and all the smiling race, That can the orchard or the garden grace; Our numbers, Sir, so fast and endless are, That when in full complexion we appear, Each eye, each hand, shall pluck what suits its taste, And every palate shall enjoy a feast; The rose and lily shall address the fair, And whisper sweetly out, "My dears, take care"; With sterling worth, the plant of sense shall rise And teach the curious to philosophize; The keen eyed wit shall claim the scented briar, And sober cits the solid grain admire; While generous juices sparkling from the vine, Shall warm the audience until they cry-divine And when the scenes of one gay month are o'er, Shall clap their hands, and shout-encore, encore! DayPoems Poem No. 2584 Comment on DayPoems? If you are like us, you have strong feelings about poetry, and about each poem you read. Let it all out! Comment on this poem, any poem, DayPoems, other poetry places or the art of poetry at DayPoems Feedback. Won't you help support DayPoems? Click here to learn more about how you can keep DayPoems on the Web . . . Copyright The DayPoems web site, www.daypoems.net, is copyright 2001-2005 by Timothy K. Bovee. All rights reserved. The authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work. Any requests for publication in other venues must be negotiated separately with the authors. The editor of DayPoems will gladly assist in putting interested parties in contact with the authors. |
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