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Sure nothing ever yet was so provoking;
I've miss'd a leaf you say! you cannot mean it!
Nay, do not laugh; I think it's past all joking!
Pray take the book—I wish I'd never seen it.
I've miss'd a leaf you say! you cannot mean it!
Nay, do not laugh; I think it's past all joking!
Pray take the book—I wish I'd never seen it.
I'm sure some mischief-loving sprite
The leaves had been cementing,
And now is laughing with delight,
To hear me thus lamenting.
The leaves had been cementing,
And now is laughing with delight,
To hear me thus lamenting.
I know not how I can repair
This sad, this dire mistake,
If I had Russell's[1] pencil fair,
Some pretty sketch I'd make.
This sad, this dire mistake,
If I had Russell's[1] pencil fair,
Some pretty sketch I'd make.
- ↑ A promising young artist resident at Guildford in Surrey, whose beautiful sketches we had seen a few days previously.
