by John Cunningham
SPOKEN AT NORWICH, IN THE CHARACTER OF MRS. DEBORAH WOODCOCK, IN " LOVE IN A VILLAGE . "
After the dangers of a long probation,
When Sibyl like, she's skill'd in penetration;
When she has conquer'd each unruly passion,
And rides above the rocks that others dash on;
When deeply mellow'd with reserve and rigour;
When decent gravity adorns her figure,
Why an old maid, I wish the wise would tell us,
Should be the standing jest of flirts and fellows?
In maxims sage, in eloquence how clever!
Without a subject she can talk — for ever!
Rich in old saws, can bring a sentence pat in,
And quote, upon occasion, lawyer's Latin.
Set up that toast, that culprit, nobus corum ,
'Tis done — and she's demolish'd in turrorum .
If an old maid's a dragoness on duty,
To guard the golden fruit of ripening beauty;
'Tis right, for fear the giddy sex should wander,
To keep them in restraint by decent slander.
When slips are made, 'tis easy sure to find 'em;
We can detect before the fair design'd them.
As for the men, whose satire oft hath stung us,
Many there are that may be rank'd among us.
Law, with long suits and busy mischiefs laden,
In rancour far exceeds the ancient maiden.
'Tis undeny'd, and the assertion's common,
That modern Physic is a mere old woman.
The puny Fop that simpers o'er his tea-dish,
And cries — " Indeed — Miss Deb'rah's — quite old maidish!
Of doubtful sex, of undetermin'd nature,
In all respects is but a virgin creture . "
Jesting apart, and moral truths adjusting!
There's nothing in the state itself disgusting;
Old maids, as well as matrons, bound in marriage,
Are valued from propriety of carriage:
If gentle sense, if sweet discretion guide 'em,
It matters not though coxcombs may deride 'em;
And virtue's virtue, he she maid or wedded,
A certain truth! say — — Deb'rah Woodcock said it.
Last updated September 05, 2017