University of Virginia Library

Spoken to Mrs. N.

A poem wrote without a Thought,
By Notes may to a Song be brought,
Tho Wit be scarce, low the Design,
And Numbers lame in ev'ry Line:
But when fair Christy this shall sing
In Consort with the trembling String,
O then the Poet's often prais'd,
For Charms so sweet a Voice hath rais'd.