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LOO
Loo, Loo! rather handsome than pretty,
Deft at a pudding, or stocking, or ditty,
Quick at a riddle, and keen in retort;
Knitting her brows now o'er polyglot learning,
Then toiling hard at her sewing and darning,
Brimful of life, or at work or in sport.
Deft at a pudding, or stocking, or ditty,
Quick at a riddle, and keen in retort;
Knitting her brows now o'er polyglot learning,
Then toiling hard at her sewing and darning,
Brimful of life, or at work or in sport.
Loo, Loo! where on earth can she be?
A Frau they tell me in Germany,
Seeing to Saur Kraut, plump and fair:
Now in the store-room, now at the dresser,
Kitchen-maid, waiting-maid to her Professor,
Just as she was at the House in the Square.
A Frau they tell me in Germany,
Seeing to Saur Kraut, plump and fair:
Now in the store-room, now at the dresser,
Kitchen-maid, waiting-maid to her Professor,
Just as she was at the House in the Square.
Loo, Loo! she will toil at his Greek,
Help his prelections, and fittingly speak
To scholars of Homer, to Burschen of beer,
Will search out in Plato the reference-passage,
And see to the Calf's-flesh, the cabbage and sausage,
And the pipe and the mug and the old household gear.
Help his prelections, and fittingly speak
To scholars of Homer, to Burschen of beer,
Will search out in Plato the reference-passage,
And see to the Calf's-flesh, the cabbage and sausage,
And the pipe and the mug and the old household gear.
Loo, Loo! she can sew, she can spin,
Can boil, stew and fry, see to flagon and binn,
Read the “Birds” and the “Clouds” with fine sense of the fun,
Grasp Aeschylus' thought of the Fates, and the Human
That softly gleams out in Euripides' Woman,
Then seek the Beer-garden, and knit in the sun.
Can boil, stew and fry, see to flagon and binn,
Read the “Birds” and the “Clouds” with fine sense of the fun,
Grasp Aeschylus' thought of the Fates, and the Human
That softly gleams out in Euripides' Woman,
Then seek the Beer-garden, and knit in the sun.
Loo, Loo! what will she not do
For a husband she loves, ever faithful and true?
Is he off to the Sanskrit? she'll study the Veds:
And Babylon's stone-books and arrow-head letters,
Oh, she'll find the trick of them as soon as her betters,
And then turn to making shirt-collars or beds.
For a husband she loves, ever faithful and true?
Is he off to the Sanskrit? she'll study the Veds:
And Babylon's stone-books and arrow-head letters,
Oh, she'll find the trick of them as soon as her betters,
And then turn to making shirt-collars or beds.
Loo, Loo! it was always her way;
She said men were failures, and had had their day,
But women were versatile, nimble as air,
Fit for the humblest tasks, fit for the highest,
Pouring life-blood into themes that were driest.—
Happy Professor, put under her care!
She said men were failures, and had had their day,
But women were versatile, nimble as air,
Fit for the humblest tasks, fit for the highest,
Pouring life-blood into themes that were driest.—
Happy Professor, put under her care!
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