The Auction (1778) [ People ]
… her soul a prey to sad affright, At morning's dawn dispell'd her tort'ring fears, And for a few short hours 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 … glossy whiteness, gay with streaky gold; Sighs, that in Gr---n-street no longer she Can idly dawdle o'er her morning's tea, And glean the new-born scandal of the Town, As proud of other's follies as her own . In vain the attending Ministers … an uninteresting scene to me! “No gentle whisper from the gazing throng, “Gave sweet importance as I pass'd along: “Instead of praises wheresoe'er we came, “Continued censure hung upon our name. “Around the Fair the youthful Nobles bow'd; …
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