Classic Poem

She saw the flood in Noah's time,
To Cush she acted foster-mother,
But she was rather past her prime
When Milcah flourished and her brother:
With reverence seemly in a sage
Old Abram spoke of her as ‘Granny’,
And it was in her middle age
That Isaac loved to call her ‘Nanny’
No hoary crow her years surpassed,
But still a mate we don't deny her:
Here lies she—amorous to the last—
With Jacob's oldest shepherd by her.