MARY MASTERS
c. 1733
62. To One who Questioned her being the Author of some Verses
Search but those strains, you think so much excel,
Scan ev’ry verse, and try the numbers well:
You’ll plainly see, in almost ev’ry line,
Distinguishing defects to prove them mine.
63. Answer to a Panegyrick by one who supposed her handsome
My songs th’ attentive nymphs with pleasure hear,
Because in me no rival charms they fear.
My shape erroneous, and my stature low
Can to the eye no dang’rous beauty show.
The list’ning youths who at a distance hear,
Secure of freedom, may approach more near.
All I can boast, is this one single grant,
Just sense enough to know how much I want.