From Hands with Virtue maintain your Perform,
That Blessed Facsimile which you relate
Happy, the Hour's time your Feelings transform
Fuel that Moment on your Earnest Rebate
Those Boards stay stiff, as Boards by nature come
Yet her Wishes embed your Knit-Point Doll
That, if Breathed, Life proves your Success in Sum
And channel her Joys on a Saviour's Toll
Deserving, she is, share your Nourishment
Which most Thirsty Dames walk for miles to Drink
Soon each by each Tongue fill with Sentiment
Till sate their Life's Main Purpose to the Brink.
Unique, her Craft, the Artisan made well
Sewn from the Heart beyond Earthly Gifts sell.
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