An Elegy on the Glory of Her Sex, Mrs. Mary Blaize by Oliver Goldsmith
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[Illustration (drawing, pic13trans.gif)] And never follow'd wicked ways-- [Illustration (drawing, pic14trans.gif)] _Unless when she was sinning._ [Illustration (drawing, pic15trans.gif)] At church, in silks and satins new, With hoop of monstrous size, She never slumber'd in her pew-- [Illustration (painting, pic16.jpg)] [Illustration (drawing, pic17trans.gif)] _But when she shut her eyes._ |
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