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Sent by Peter Pindar to Mrs. Robinson, borrowing her Lap-Dog to paint his Likeness.
From her who sweeps the Sapphic lyre,
Come, pretty cur, whom I admire;
A moment quit her fond embrace.
Yes, little creature, haste away,
Whate'er thy name, Bejoux or Tray;
And let me paint thy mop-like face.
Come, pretty cur, whom I admire;
A moment quit her fond embrace.
Yes, little creature, haste away,
Whate'er thy name, Bejoux or Tray;
And let me paint thy mop-like face.
O tell thy mistress, if she choose
Her idle moments to amuse
With my shock poll, instead of thine,
She's welcome, up or in her bed,
To smooth my ears or pat my head,
And bid me on her breast recline.
Her idle moments to amuse
With my shock poll, instead of thine,
She's welcome, up or in her bed,
To smooth my ears or pat my head,
And bid me on her breast recline.
Were this to happen, I should be,
O cur, a happier dog than thee.
O cur, a happier dog than thee.
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