Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . \. Whilst she proudly marched about,Greater conquests to find out, She beat out Susan, by the bye. But in her place I then obeyed Black-eyed Bess, her viceroy whom ensued a vacancy. Thousand worse passions then possest The interregnum of my breast : Bless me from such an anarchy ! Gentle Henrietta then, And a third Mary next began ; Then Joan, and Jane, and Audria,And then a pretty Thomasine,And then another Catherine, And then a long et cetera, But s
Two centuries of song : or, Lyrics, madrigals, sonnets, and other occasional verses of the English poets of the last two hundred years . \. Whilst she proudly marched about,Greater conquests to find out, She beat out Susan, by the bye. But in her place I then obeyed Black-eyed Bess, her viceroy whom ensued a vacancy. Thousand worse passions then possest The interregnum of my breast : Bless me from such an anarchy ! Gentle Henrietta then, And a third Mary next began ; Then Joan, and Jane, and Audria,And then a pretty Thomasine,And then another Catherine, And then a long et cetera, But should I now to you relate The strength and riches of their state,The powder, patches, and the pins,The ribbons, jewels, and the lace, the paint, and warlike thingsThat make up all their magazines : If I should tell the politic arts To take and keep mens hearts ;The letters, embassies, and frowns, and smiles, and flatteries,The quarrels, tears, and , nameless mysteries; And all the little lime-twigs laid By Machiavel, the waiting-maid;I more voluminous should grow—Chiefly if 1 like them should
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