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Greatness delighted to undress;
THE SPARROW AND DIAMOND.
I LATELY Saw, what now I sing,
Fair Lucia's hand display'd;
On that a sparrow play'd...
The feather'd play-thing she caress'd,
She stroak'd its head and wings;
She lisp'd the dearest things..
With chisel'd bill a spark ill-set
He loosen'd from the rest,
The easier to digest..
She seiz'd his bill with wild affright,
Her diamond to descry: 'Twas gone! she sicken'd at the sight,
Moaning her bird would die.
The tongue-ty'd knocker none might use,
The curtains none undraw,
The street was laid with straw.
The doctor us'd his oily art
Of strong emetic kind,
And engineer'd behind.
To bring away the stone,
Picks up, when let alone.
His eyes dispell’d their sickly dews,
He peck'd behind his wing ; Lucia recovering at the news,
Relapses for the ring.
Meanwhile within her beauteous breast
Two different passions strove; When av'rice ended the contest,
And triumph'd over love.
Poor little, pretty, fluttering thing,
Thy pains the sex display, Who, only to repair a ring,
Could take thy life away.
Monster of foulest mien :
Could but its form be seen.
It made a virgin put on guile,
Truth's image break her word, A Lucia's face forbear to smile,
A Venus kill her bird.
END OF THE FOURTH VOLUME.
Printed by A. and R. Spottiswoode,