Miscellanies, in Verse and Prose | ||
On a Lady's Hand-writing.
In characters so fair, we trace
Eliza's charming Hand:
That Heav'n alone, who form'd her Face,
Could sweeter strokes command.
Eliza's charming Hand:
That Heav'n alone, who form'd her Face,
Could sweeter strokes command.
The Beauties there by Nature wrought,
Excell the Writer's Art;
For here, the wond'ring Eye is caught;
But there, the wounded Heart.
Excell the Writer's Art;
For here, the wond'ring Eye is caught;
But there, the wounded Heart.
Miscellanies, in Verse and Prose | ||