Book 2 — TO MISS BRUNTON[67:1]
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TO MISS BRUNTON[67:1]
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That darling of the Tragic Muse, When Wrangham sung her praise, Thalia lost her rosy hues, And sicken'd at her lays: But transient was th' unwonted sigh; 5 For soon the Goddess spied A sister-form of mirthful eye, And danc'd for joy and cried: 'Meek Pity's sweetest child, proud dame, The fates have given to you! 10 Still bid your Poet boast her name; I have my Brunton too.'
1794.