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The poems of George Daniel

... From the original mss. in the British Museum: Hitherto unprinted. Edited, with introduction, notes, and illustrations, portrait, &c. By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart: In four volumes

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ODE XXVI.

[How am I lost! though some are pleased to say]

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How am I lost! though some are pleased to say
My mossy Chops estrange
All former Knowledge; and my Brother may,
At distance interchange
Discourse, as to a man he nere had knowne;
It cannot be, perswade
Your Selves; for when you made
Me take a Glass, I knew my Face my owne.

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The verie Same I had three years agoe;
My Eye, my Lip, and nose,
Little, and great, as then; my high-slick't Brow,
Not bald, as you suppose;
For though I have made riddance of that Haire,
Which full enough did grow,
Cropt in a Zealous bow,
Above each Eare; these but small changes are.

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For wer't my worke, I need not farre goe seeke
The Face I had last yeare;

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The growing Frindge but swept from either Cheeke,
And I as fresh appeare,
As at nineteene; my Perru'ke is as neat
An Equipage as might
Become a wooer, light
In thoughts as in his Dresse; but I forget;

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Or rather I neglect this Trim of Art;
And have a Care soe small
To what I am in any outward part,
I scarce know one of All;
'Tis not that Forme I looke at. Could I find
My inward Man, compleat
In his Dimensions! let
Mee glorie Truth, the better part's behind.