If ye will with Mab find grace,
Set each platter in his place;
Rake the fire up, and get
Water in, ere sun be set.
Wash your pails and cleanse your dairies,
Sluts are loathsome to the fairies;
Sweep your house; Who doth not so,
Mab will pinch her by the toe.
The Fairies
Robert Herrick
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Poem topics: fire, house, sun, water, place, wash, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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