Smiles at the Domino as ’neath her notice!
Colours shall fade; new Irish steps grow old
With lapse of time; ev’n laced Pellice be scorn’d,
But Diamonds still shall flourish and attract,
Unchang’d amid the varyings of caprice,
The coiffure powder’d, or the natural wig!
From Poems, by John Peter Roberdeau. Chichester. 1803.
Lady Townley’s Soliloquy.
It must be so—great Hoyle, thou counsell’st well;