A Muse in Livery | ||
Upon finding the two following Lines transcrib'd by a Lady
When some with cold superior looks redress,
Relief seems insult, and confirms distress.
Relief seems insult, and confirms distress.
The beautiful contrast to these two lines,
Reigns in your breast, in all your actions shines:
With other's woes your suffering soul is grieved,
Your aid and pity is at once receiv'd;
Distress is pleasant to be so reliev'd.
A Muse in Livery | ||