THOMAS PARNELL

436. Song

YV7HEN thy beauty appears

• ^ In its graces and airs

All bright as an angel new dropp'd from the sky, At distance I gaze and am awed by my fears :

So strangely you dazzle my eye !

But when without art

Your kind thoughts you impart,

When your love runs in blushes through every vein ; When it darts from your eyes, when it pants in your heart,

Then I know you're a woman again.

There's a passion and pride

In our sex (she replied),

And thus, might I gratify both, I would do: Still an angel appear to each lover beside,

But still be a woman to you.

��ALLAN RAMSAY

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1MY Peggy is a young thing,

• • • • Just enter'd in her teens,

Fair as the day, and sweet as May, Fair as the day, and always gay ;

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