Fluttering with expanded wing;
Like the lark that upward tends,
And like her too, when she descends
Toss'd by the owner to and fro,
Her beauty and its own to show;
Suff'ring much at ball and play
And working ev'ry holiday;
But what is still more strange to tell,
When by Belinda manag'd well,
Its pow'r th' admiring youth perplexes,