Impromptu Lines, Upon Anacreon Moore's Saying That He Disliked Singing To Men

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Title:     Impromptu Lines, Upon Anacreon Moore's Saying That He Disliked Singing To Men
Author: Sir John Carr [More Titles by Carr]

By Beauty's caresses, like Cupid, half-spoil'd,
Thus Music's and Poesy's favourite child
Exclaim'd,--"'Tis, by Heaven! a terrible thing
Before a he-party to sit and to sing!"
"By my shoul! Master Moore, you there may be right,"
Said a son of green Erin; "tho' dear to my sight
Are all the sweet cratures, call'd women, I swear,
Yet I think we can feel just as well as the fair:
Tho' you'd bribe us with songs, blood and 'ounds! let me say,
I'd not be a woman for one in your way."

[The end]
Sir John Carr's poem: Impromptu Lines, Upon Anacreon Moore's Saying That He Disliked Singing To Men

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