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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Discontent And Quarrelling</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">JANE.<br>Miss Lydia every day is drest<br>Better than I am in my best<br>White cambric-muslin frock.<br>I wish I had one made of clear<br>Worked lawn, or leno very dear.-<br>And then my heart is broke</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Almost to think how cheap my doll<br>Was bought, when hers cost-yes, cost full<br>A pound, it did, my brother;<br>Nor has she had it weeks quite five,<br>Yet, 'tis as true as I'm alive,<br>She's soon to have another.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>ROBERT.<br>O mother, hear my sister Jane,<br>How foolishly she does complain,<br>And tease herself for nought.<br>But 'tis the way of all her sex,<br>Thus foolishly themselves to vex.<br>Envy's a female fault.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>JANE.<br>O brother Robert, say not so;<br>It is not very long ago,<br>Ah! brother, you've forgot,<br>When speaking of a boy you knew,<br>Remember how you said that you<br>Envied his happy lot.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>ROBERT.<br>Let's see, what were the words I spoke?<br>Why, may be I was half in joke-<br>May be I just might say-<br>Besides that was not half so bad;<br>For, Jane, I only said he had<br>More time than I to play.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>JANE.<br>O may be, may be, very well:<br>And may be, brother, I don't tell<br>Tales to mamma like you.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=355178" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>MOTHER.<br>O cease your wrangling, cease, my dears;<br>You would not wake a mother's fears<br>Thus, if you better knew.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Charles+Lamb">Charles Lamb</a></strong></div>

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