A tripping female to surprize.
And why was she so wond’rous pure,
So stiff, so solemn—so demure?
Why did she watch with so much care
The roving youth, the wand’ring fair?
The tattler, Fame, has said that she
A Spinster’s life had long detested,
But ’twas her quiet destiny,
Never to be molested!—
And had Miss Debby’s form been grac’d,