To rise or fall as nature pleases!
Yes, my black-eyed Nancy, dear!
My plump and playful black-eyed Nancy!
Nature’s dress
Is loveliness,
And yours, like hers, just suits my fancy.
Peggy’s mouth to grin’s inclin’d,
But ’mongst her teeth there’s ne’er a white one;
And then they look as if design’d
To snap at, or perhaps, to bite one!