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LYI.

Since then she had sparkled through three glo-■wing winters,

Admired, adored; hut also so correct,

That she had puzzled all the acutest hinters,Without the apparel of being circumspect:They could not even glean the slightest splintersFrom olf the marble, which had no defect.She had also snatch’d a moment since hermarriage

To bear a son and heir — and one miscarriage,x LYII.

Fondly the wheeling fire-flies flew around her,Those little glitterers of the London night;But none of these possess’d a sting to woundher —

She was a pitch beyond a coxcomb’s flight.Perhaps she wish’d an aspirant profounder;

But whatsoe’er she wished, she acted right;