MAIDEN WISHES

 WHAT pleasure to me
A bridegroom would be!
When married we are,
They call us mamma.

No need then to sew,
To school we ne'er go;
Command uncontroll'd,
Have maids, whom to scold;
Choose clothes at our ease,
Of what tradesmen we please;
Walk freely about,
And go to each rout,
And unrestrained are
By papa or mamma.


1767-9.

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