On Miss Jessy Lewars Written in pencil on the back of a Menagerie Bill TALK not to me of savages From Afric’s burning sun, No savage e’er could rend my heart, As, Jessy, thou hast done. But Jessy’s lovely hand in mine, A mutual faith to plight, Not ev’n to view the heavenly choir Would be so blest a sight. 1796 |
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