Mirth and Metre consisting of Poems, Serious, Humorous, and Satirical; Songs, Sonnets, Ballads & Bagatelles. Written by C. Dibdin, Jun |
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BEAUTY OF BATTERSEA. |
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BEAUTY OF BATTERSEA.
When I was fifteen,
Such an air, such a mean,
I possess'd, you'll not in these latter days see,
Such an eye, such a tongue,
With my praises all rung,
And call'd me the Beauty of Battersea.
Beaux came so pell mell,
I was call'd the Bow Bell,
And not long did I wait
Ere dear Mr. Scaite
He married the Beauty of Battersea.
Such an air, such a mean,
I possess'd, you'll not in these latter days see,
Such an eye, such a tongue,
With my praises all rung,
And call'd me the Beauty of Battersea.
Beaux came so pell mell,
I was call'd the Bow Bell,
And not long did I wait
Ere dear Mr. Scaite
He married the Beauty of Battersea.
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Now older I'm grown,
But my charms are full blown,
None aught with my face can the matter see;
And then in my mien
Is quite plain to be seen
The remains of the Beauty of Battersea;
I can ogle and leer,
And now I am here:
A smile and a smirk
May win the grand Turk,
To marry the Beauty of Battersea.
But my charms are full blown,
None aught with my face can the matter see;
And then in my mien
Is quite plain to be seen
The remains of the Beauty of Battersea;
I can ogle and leer,
And now I am here:
A smile and a smirk
May win the grand Turk,
To marry the Beauty of Battersea.
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