Maiden Wishes
WHAT pleasure to me
A bridegroom[91]would be！
When married we are,
They call us mamma[92].
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[93]are
By papa[94]or mamma.
1767－9.
