OF TEMPER.
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Now simpler charms her quick attention draw,
The rose-crown'd bonnet, and the hat of straw,
A village maid she seems, in neat attire,
A faithful shepherd now her sole desire.
Thus, as new figures in her fancy throng,
"She's every thing by starts, and nothing long;"
But, in the space of one revolving hour,
Flies thro' all states of poverty and power,
All forms, on whom her veering mind can pitch,
Sultana, gipsy, goddess, nymph, and witch.
At length, her soul with Shakespeare's magic fraught,
The wand of Ariel fixt her roving thought;
Ariel's light graces all her heart possess,
And Jenny's order'd to prepare the dress.
It seems already bought, with fond applause;
An azure tissue, and a silver gauze;
Too soon, alas! that garb of heavenly hue
The ready mercer flashes to her view.
Ah, blind to fate! how oft the youthful belle
Feels her gay heart at sight of tissue swell!
The rose-crown'd bonnet, and the hat of straw,
A village maid she seems, in neat attire,
A faithful shepherd now her sole desire.
Thus, as new figures in her fancy throng,
"She's every thing by starts, and nothing long;"
But, in the space of one revolving hour,
Flies thro' all states of poverty and power,
All forms, on whom her veering mind can pitch,
Sultana, gipsy, goddess, nymph, and witch.
At length, her soul with Shakespeare's magic fraught,
The wand of Ariel fixt her roving thought;
Ariel's light graces all her heart possess,
And Jenny's order'd to prepare the dress.
It seems already bought, with fond applause;
An azure tissue, and a silver gauze;
Too soon, alas! that garb of heavenly hue
The ready mercer flashes to her view.
Ah, blind to fate! how oft the youthful belle
Feels her gay heart at sight of tissue swell!
