THE VILLAGE BEAUTY AND
THE RIVAL SWAINS.
An Easter Eclogue.
| Chloe | Miss Hodge |
| Corydon | H. H. F-wl-r |
| Strephon | J. G. G-sch-n. |
Corydon (smirking). I have found out a gift for my fair,
Such as sugary Shenstone ne'er found!
Strephon (aside, sniffing). His bowpot's made up, I declare,
Half of flowers he's filched from my ground!
Chloe (pirouetting). Oh la! What a lovely bokay!
That for me! Oh, you're awfully kyind!
Corydon (ogling). Ah! I've loved you this many a day!