The Auction (1778) [ People ]
… were not made to last! Too soon from dreams of joy the Fair-one 'woke, The creaking door her golden slumbers broke. Starting, in wild disorder up she rose: The quick but sad remembrance of her woes, With recollected torture, eager prest … ill-omen'd Sprite was sent to guide “My youthful footsteps in the paths of Pride, “Whose magic power, and unresisted art, “In secret chains secur'd my thoughtless heart; “And in one giddy moment turn'd to nought “Each thrifty precept that my Mother taught. “But Life's a scene of misery …
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