The Austen Family was known to be witty and loved the opportunity to engage in word play. Here are the results from various family members when challenged to write a poem that “Rhymed with Rose”. Mrs. Austen This morning I ‘woke from a quiet repose, I first rubb’d my eyes & I next blew my nose. With my Stockings & Shoes I then cover’d my toes And proceeded to put on the rest of my Cloathes. This was finish’d in less than an hour I suppose; I emply’d myself next in repairing my hose ‘Twas a work of necessity, not what I chose; Of my sock I’d much rather have knit twenty Rows.– My work being done, I looked through the windows And with pleasure beheld all the Bucks & the Does, The Cows & the Bullocks, the Wethers & Ewes.– To the Lib’ry each mourn, all the Family goes, So I went with the rest, though I felt rather froze. My flesh is much warmer, my blood freer flows When I work in the garden with rakes & with hoes. And now I beleive I must come to a close, For I find I grow stupid e’en while I compose; If I write any longer my verse will be prose. Miss Cassandra Austen Love, they say is like a Rose; I’m sure tis like the wind that blows, For not a human creature knows How it comes or where it goes. It is the cause of many woes, It
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