Saturday, November 15, 2014

Monody On A Lady, Famed For Her Caprice Comments

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HOW cold is that bosom which folly once fired,
How pale is that cheek where the rouge lately glisten'd;
How silent that tongue which the echoes oft tired,
How dull is that ear which to flatt'ry so listen'd!
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