To The Youngest Daughter Of Lady **.
Ah! why with tell-tale tongue reveal [1] What most her blushes would conceal? Why lift that modest veil to trace The seraph-sweetness of her face? Some fairer, better sport prefer; And feel for us, if not for her. For this presumption, soon or late, Know thine shall be a kindred fate. Another shall in vengeance rise-- Sing Harriet's cheeks, and Harriet's eyes; And, echoing back her wood-notes wild, --Trace all the mother in the child!
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"Ah! why with tell-tale tongue reveal [1]..."
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