Classic Poem

" Then you're so rude! — when people call,
And your good leave outstay,
You go and stick yourself before 'em
Bolt upright — outraging decorum —
To beg they'll go away.

'Tis true, they don't quite comprehend
Your meaning — but I do;
And when they call you " civil creature " !
And praise your sweet obliging nature —
Ranger! — I blush for you — "

" Why, mistress! sure I've heard you say,
" Good heavens! — I'm almost dead —
Those people stayed so! " " — " Come, no sneering —
When they were fairly out of hearing,
No matter what I said."