The Auction (1778) [ People ]
… dried up her tears. Now gaudy Fancy, with her painted Train Of antic Visions, sported o'er her brain, And scatter'd airy pleasures as she pass'd; Alas! those pleasures were not made to last! Too soon from dreams of joy the Fair-one 'woke, The creaking door her golden slumbers … the crowd. “At length the unexpected Hymen came: “Pleas'd with its freedom, tho' without its flame, “I rush'd into the pleasures of the Ton, “Laugh'd at the world, and was myself alone . “Dress, Equipage, Diversions, all supply “Fresh fuel …
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