She saw the warm and dazzling ray
Upon the spotless surface play:
She purr’d around its circle wide,
And gazed, and long’d, and mew’d and sigh’d!
But Fate, unfriendly, did that hour controul,
She overset the cream, and smash’d the gilded bowl!
As Mistress Gurton heard the thief,
She started from her easy chair,
And, quite unmindful of her grief,
Began aloud to swear!