Poem by Selleck Osborn (1783-1826), journalist, poet.

A Modest Wit


    A supercilious nabob of the East,
        Haughty, being great, purse-proud, being rich,
    A governor, or general, at the least,
        I have forgotten which,

    Had in his family a humble youth,
        Who went from England in his patron's suite,
    An unassuming boy, in truth
        A lad of decent parts, and good repute.

    This youth had sense and spirit;
        But yet with all his sense,
    Excessive diffidence
        Obscured his merit.

    One day, at table, flushed with pride and wine,
        His honor, proudly free, severely merry,
    Conceived it would be vastly fine
        To crack a joke upon his secretary.

    "Young man," he said, "by what art, craft, or trade
        Did your good father gain a livelihood?"
    "He was a saddler, sir," Modestus said,
        "And in his time was reckoned good."

    "A saddler, eh? and taught you Greek,
        Instead of teaching you to sew!
    Pray, why did not your father make
        A saddler, sir, of you?"

    Each parasite, then, as in duty bound,
        The joke applauded, and the laugh went round.
    At length Modestus, bowing low,
        Said (craving pardon, if too free he made),
    "Sir, by your leave, I fain would know
        Your father's trade!"

    "My father's trade! by Heaven, that's too bad!
        My father's trade? Why, blockhead, are you mad?
    My father, sir, did never stoop so low,
        He was a gentleman, I'd have you know."

    "Excuse the liberty I take,"
        Modestus said, with archness on his brow,
    "Pray, why did not your father make
        A gentleman of you?"


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Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!
Thank you for introducing me to the works of Selleck Osborn. It's a delight to read this poem. :)

Amy Valentina
l love poems like these... they are so witty and sharp like a nail in the head.
Selleck Osborn - applaud

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I got it