Cocoa-nut naught,
Fish too dear,
None must be bought,
For us that are here:
No lobster on earth,
That ever I saw,
To me would be worth
Sixpence a claw.
So dear madam, wait
Till fish can be got
At a reas'nable rate
Whether lobster or not;
Till the French and the Dutch
Have quitted the seas,
And then send as much
And as oft as you please.
More verses by William Cowper
- On The Neglect Of Homer
- On The Platonic 'Ideal' As It Was Understood By Aristotle. (Translated From Milton)
- On The Reed (From The Greek)
- On The Same - (On The Burning Of Lord Mansfield's Library)
- On The Same By Palladas
