Belinda
Belinda's pride's an arrant cheat,
A foolish artifice to blind;
Some honest glance, that scorns deceit,
Does still reveal her native mind.
With look demure, and forc'd disdain,
She idly acts the faint;
We see thro' this disguise as plain
As we distinguish paint.
So have I seen grave fools design
With formal looks to pass for wise;
But Nature is a light will shine,
And break thro' all disguise.
A foolish artifice to blind;
Some honest glance, that scorns deceit,
Does still reveal her native mind.
With look demure, and forc'd disdain,
She idly acts the faint;
We see thro' this disguise as plain
As we distinguish paint.
So have I seen grave fools design
With formal looks to pass for wise;
But Nature is a light will shine,
And break thro' all disguise.
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