Author: Edward Dyson

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There’s a new girl up at White’s,
She’s the one I mean, of course,
And she’s clever in the fights,
Though her weapon is a horse.
She’s the daughter of the boss,
And she’s dangerous to win,
For she isn’t of the cross
But of honor through and in.

She can whip a man at trade,
And she’s pretty good at that;
She can bake a pie or cake,
And she’s something of a hat;
She can sew a button tight,
And she’ll mend a sock or glove,
But she’ll lick you in a fight
If you dare to speak of love.

For she’s worked among the men,
And she’s heard their evil talk,
And she’s fought with them, and then
Taken home her load to walk.
She has thrashed a dozen men,
And she’ll do it once again,
If you dare to speak of love,
She’s a terror to the men.

There’s a new girl up at White’s,
And her name is Nelly Blaine,
And the way she handles rights
Is a lesson to the swain.
She has sold a dozen mines,
And she’s run a banking trust,
But if ever she declines,
You’ll have reason then to trust.

For she’s very apt at trade,
And she knows a lot of things,
But the simplest thing she’s made
Is to beat a man in rings;
She’s a prize, and that’s the word,
But she’s something more than fair,
For she’ll lick you, if absurd,
To speak of love, beware.

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Type of Poem: Ballad

Date Written: 1890-01-01

Date Published: 1890-01-01

Language: English

Keywords: Independence, Humor, Women, Strength, Work

Source: Public Domain Collection

Publisher: E. Dyson

Rights/Permissions: Public Domain

Comments/Notes: A humorous ballad celebrating the independence and strength of Nelly Blaine, a capable woman who excels in business and physical strength, and won’t tolerate unwanted advances.