BY F. W. THOMAS, AUTHOR OF “HOWARD PINCKNEY,” ETC.
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Miss Merry vale is dressed with taste—
With taste she always dresses—
A zone is round her virgin waist,
And flowers in her tresses;
That full-blown fellow, in her curl,
Bobs with an everlasting twirl,
As, with an air like Juno’s, she
Nods to the goodly companie.