Poetics Or, a series of poems, and disquisitions on poetry. By George Dyer |
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ODE III. TO MRS. OPIE, WHEN MISS ALDERSON,
ON HEARING HER SING SOME LINES OF HER OWN COMPOSITION.
So bright thine eyes! so kind thy heart!
So sweet thy voice! such grace and ease!
In every breast is left a dart;
How could'st thou only hope to please?
So sweet thy voice! such grace and ease!
In every breast is left a dart;
How could'st thou only hope to please?
The heedless youth who dares to gaze,
Is led thine easy prey along:
And those, who can resist thy face,
Feel the keen arrows of thy song.
Is led thine easy prey along:
And those, who can resist thy face,
Feel the keen arrows of thy song.
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