Alexander Pope (Александр Поуп)

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You know where you did despise
(Tother day) my little Eyes,
Little Legs, and little Thighs,
And some things, of little Size,
You know where.

You, tis true, have fine black eyes,
Taper legs, and tempting Thighs,
Yet what more than all we prize
Is a Thing of little Size,
You know where. 

1. On the Countess of Burlington Cutting Paper
2. Chorus of Youths and Virgins
3. On His Grotto at Twickenham
4. On Seeing the Ladies Crux-Easton Walk in the Woods by the Grotto
5. Verses Left by Mr. Pope

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