My Spirit in Thine Eye shall shine,
My Roses blossom on Thy Cheek.”
Thus Health on slumbering Fancy wrought;
Thus promised We should quickly meet; 30
I came, as She required, and sought
And found Her in Her Favourite Seat.
This Scene Sophia’s Pencil drew,
Not for its many Charms Alone;
But much She felt, and well She knew,
What good this favourite Spot had done.