Poems on Several Occasions By Mr. George Woodward |
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UPON AN Ugly FELLOW, Who thought Himself HANDSOME, Because the GIRLS gaz'd UPON HIM So much. |
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UPON AN Ugly FELLOW, Who thought Himself HANDSOME, Because the GIRLS gaz'd UPON HIM So much.
Poor
Jack's of late grown
The Talk of the Town,
The merest Self-Dotard in Fashion;
From a Sloven turns Smart,
And thinks from his Heart,
He's the Handsomest Man in the Nation.
The Talk of the Town,
The merest Self-Dotard in Fashion;
From a Sloven turns Smart,
And thinks from his Heart,
He's the Handsomest Man in the Nation.
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If a Girl does but place
Her Eyes on his Face,
In order her Laughter to move;
The Fool seems in Anguish,
Looks aside with a Languish,
And concludes the poor Girl is in Love.
Her Eyes on his Face,
In order her Laughter to move;
The Fool seems in Anguish,
Looks aside with a Languish,
And concludes the poor Girl is in Love.
Come, Jack! then attend,
I speak as a Friend,
Prithee! never look out with that View:
Don't think to prevail,
Where a Thousand may fail,
Perhaps, ten Times as Pretty as You.
I speak as a Friend,
Prithee! never look out with that View:
Don't think to prevail,
Where a Thousand may fail,
Perhaps, ten Times as Pretty as You.
Should You think e'ery Miss
In Love with that Phyz,
Who looks at You, as I may do now;
E'en think you're a Bait,
And enjoy your Conceit,
By my Soul! you'll have Lovers enough.
In Love with that Phyz,
Who looks at You, as I may do now;
E'en think you're a Bait,
And enjoy your Conceit,
By my Soul! you'll have Lovers enough.
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