To a Louse, on Seeing One on a Lady's Bonnet, at Church

To a Louse, on Seeing One on a Lady's Bonnet, at

The speaker notices a louse crawling boldly over the gauze and lace of a finely dressed lady’s bonnet during church. He rebukes the “ugly, creepin” creature for daring to walk on such a lady and urges it to seek food instead among poor people, beggars, old women, or boys, where lice can gather undisturbed. Yet the louse continues upward until it reaches the highest point of Miss’ bonnet, conspicuously exposed. The speaker imagines giving it a harsh treatment to remove it and marvels that it would choose her fine Lunardi rather than humbler clothing. Addressing Jeany, he warns her not to toss her head or display her beauty, because the louse’s movement may attract notice through nearby winks and pointing fingers. He ends by wishing that people had the power to see themselves as others see them, since such insight would free them from vanity, foolish notions, airs in dress and behaviour, and even pretensions in devotion.

By Robert Burns · First published 1786 · Genre: Satirical Poetry, Scottish Vernacular Poetry, Social Satire · 479 words

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Ha! whaur ye gaun, ye crowlin ferlie? / Your impudence protects you sairly; / I canna say but ye strunt rarely, / Owre gauze and lace; / Tho', faith! I fear ye dine but sparely / On sic a place.

Ye ugly, creepin, blastit wonner, / Detested, shunn'd by saunt an' sinner, / How daur ye set your fit upon her- / Sae fine a lady? / Gae somewhere else and seek your dinner / On some poor body.

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Scottish poetry · Scots language · satirical poem · church setting · eighteenth-century Scotland · social class · female fashion · bonnet · lace and gauze · louse · infestation · vanity

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