 | The Poetical Works of Mr. William Pattison |  |
On a Feather in her Hair.
If Laura but wear it, a Feather can charm,Ah who can be safe, if a Feather can harm?
Since first I beheld it, the Life I have led!
All Quiet and Ease with the Feather are fled.
Fly Youth from my Laura, whoever thou art,
And, warn'd by the Feather, beware of the Dart.
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