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Poem by Charles Sackville


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Proud with the spoils of royal cully,
With false pretence to wit and parts,
She swaggers like a batter'd bully
To try the tempers of men's hearts.

Tho' she appears as gay and fine
As jet and gems and paint can make her,
She ne'er shall win a heart like mine --
The devil or Sir Davy take her.

Her bed is like the Scripture feast,
Where none who were invited came,
So disappointed of her guest,
She took up with the blind and lame. 



Charles Sackville


Charles Sackville's other poems:
  1. A True Account Of The Birth And Conception Of A Late Famous Poem Call'D The Female Nine
  2. Tell Me, Dorinda, Why So Gay
  3. On King William's Happy Deliverance from the Intended Assassination
  4. Sylvia, Methinks You Are Unfit
  5. To An Antiquated Coquette


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