Classic Poem

Miss
Mirth, Good-humour, solid Sense,
Always ready to dispense,
Reason's pow'rful Support,
In thy quick Ideas stoat;
A Person form'd to please; a Mind,

How far superior to thy Kind!
Use, and ornamental Grace,
To such a sweet, engaging Face,
Combine to swell thy Worth, thy Praise;
How far above my humble Lays!
In what a Rhapsody of Joy,
(Never shall Time itself destroy)
So like a Y EATES in Passion, Air,
O'er-reaching Warwick 's subtle Care;
Nought can efface this striking Fair!