Thomas Parnell (Òîìàñ Ïàðíåëë)

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In Biddy's Cheeks ye roses blow
In Cattys nose they rise
From Biddys lips soft accents flow
And streams from Catty's Eyes
The jet that Biddy's brows display
To Catty's teeth repairs
And Biddy's Lillies bleachd to grey
Appear in Catty's hairs
Yet all ye world sweet Biddy toast
neglected Catty lyes
While she deserves ye Bumper most
who most attracts our Eyes.

1. Hark The Thundring Drums Inviting
2. Concerning Resolution
3. On Happiness In This Life
4. When Ore My Temples Balmy Vapours Rise
5. A Divine Pastorall

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