Thus an old beauty, who has long declined,
Keeps former dues and dignity in mind;
And wills that all attention should be paid
For graces vanish’d and for charms decay’d.
Few years have pass’d, since brightly ’cross the way,
Lights from each window shot the lengthen’d ray,
And busy looks in every face were seen,
Through the warm precincts of the reigning Queen;
There fires inviting blazed, and all around
Was heard the tinkling bells’ seducing sound;