- A COOPER and Vintner sat down for a talk,
- Both being so groggy, that neither could walk,
- Says Cooper to Vintner, "I'm the first of my trade,
- There's no kind of vessel, but what I have made,
- And of any shpe, Sir, -just what you will,-
- And of any size, Sir, -from a ton to a gill!"
- "Then," says the Vintner, "you're the man for me,-
- Make me a vessel, if we can agree.
- The top and the bottom diameter define,
- To bear that proportion as fifteen to nine,
- Thirty-five inches are just what I crave,
- No more and no less, in the depth, will I have;
- Just thirty-nine gallons this vessel must hold,-
- Then I will reward you with silver or gold,-
- Give me your promise, my honest old friend?"
- "I'll make it tomorrow, that you may depend!"
- So the next day the Cooper his work to discharge,
- Soon made the new vessel, but made it too large;-
- He took out some staves, which made it too small,
- And then cursed the vessel, the Vintner and all.
- He beat on his breast, "By the Powers!" - he swore,
- He never would work at his trade any more.
- Now my worthy friend, find out, if you can,
- The vessel's dimensions and comfort the man!*
* The greater diameter would be 24.7460 inches, the lesser 14.8476.
Index to poems in the collection by Benjamin Benneker