Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю)

Impromptu, to a Young Lady Singing

Sing, gentle maid — reform my breast,
And soften all my care;
Thus may I be some moments blest,
And easy in despair.
The pow'r of Orpheus lives in you;
You can the passions of my soul subdue,
And tame the lions and the tigers there.

1. Town Eclogues: Saturday; the Small-Pox
2. Irregular Verses to Truth
3. On Seeing a Portrait of Sir Robert Walpole
4. The Fifth Ode of the First Book of Horace Imitated
5. The Fourth Ode of the First Book of Horace Imitated

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