She sees her image in the glass,—
How fair a thing to gaze upon!
She lingers while the moments run,
With happy thoughts that come and pass,
Like winds across the meadow grass
When the young June is just begun:
She sees her image in the glass,—
How fair a thing to gaze upon!
What wealth of gold the skies amass!...
The Midges dance aboon the burn;
The dews begin to fa’;
The pairtricks down the rushy holm
Set up their e’ening ca’.
Now loud and clear the blackbird’s sang
Rings through the briery shaw,
While, flitting gay, the swallows play
Around the castle wa’.
Beneath the golden gloamin’ sky
The mavis mends her lay;...
[Published soon after the surrender of Cornwallis]
CORNWALLIS led a country dance,
The like was never seen, sir,
Much retrograde and much advance,
And all with General Greene, sir.
They rambled up and rambled down,
Joined hands, then off they run, sir.
Our General Greene to Charlestown,
The earl to Wilmington, sir.
I cannot dance upon my Toes —
No Man instructed me —
But oftentimes, among my mind,
A Glee possesseth me,
That had I Ballet knowledge —
Would put itself abroad
In Pirouette to blanch a Troupe —
Or lay a Prima, mad,
And though I had no Gown of Gauze —
No...
