Poems by the late Hon. William R. Spencer A New Edition with Corrections and Additions; To Which is Prefixed A Biographical Memoir by the Editor |
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SYBILLINE VERSES,
AT A MASQUERADE.
Georgiana, Duchess of Devonshire.Enchantress, come! my mystic throne ascend,
To pow'r like thine no sybil spells pretend—
Vain are my prophecies of weal or woe
To those who thy superior influence know!
If my keen sight approaching joy descries,
One frown from thee, and joy for ever flies;
If my dark page foretells the world's distress,
One smile from thee, and all is happiness!
Thomas Lawrence, Esq., R.A.
Painting had claim'd all Lawrence for her own,
But Music still to wave her right was loth;
When Genius cried—Lawrence was mine alone,
But I, too generous, gave him to you both.
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So wise, so witty, so belov'd! your state
Can ne'er by sybil magic be improv'd;
Would you a miracle require of fate,
Be then more wise, more witty, more belov'd!
The Lady Crewe.
What! has that angel face receiv'd
No hurt? has Time forgot his duty?
Poor Time! like mortals you're deceiv'd,
It is not youth—'tis only beauty!
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