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Article: See they come, post haste from Thanet

Jane Austen

See they come, post haste from Thanet

In this poem, Jane celebrates the marriage of her Uncle Francis.

See they come, post haste from Thanet,
Lovely couple, side by side;
They've left behind them Richard Kennet
With the Parents of the Bride!
Canterbury they have passed through;
Next succeeded Stamford-bridge;
Chilham village they came fast through;
Now they've mounted yonder ridge.


Down the hill they're swift proceeding,
Now they skirt the Park around;
Lo! The Cattle sweetly feeding
Scamper, startled at the sound!


Run, my Brothers, to the Pier gate!
Throw it open, very wide!
Let it not be said that we're late
In welcoming my Uncle's Bride!


To the house the chaise advances;
Now it stops--They're here, they're here!
How d'ye do, my Uncle Francis?
How does do your Lady dear?

This Little Bag

This little bag I hope will prove

To be not vainly made--

For, if you should a needle want

It will afford you aid.

And as we are about to part

T'will serve another end,

For when you look upon the Bag

You'll recollect your friend

Jane Austen
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