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On Lyce - An Elderly Lady

Rating: 2.4

Ye nymphs whom starry rays invest,
By flattering poets given,
Who shine, by lavish lovers dress'd,
In all the pomp of heaven.

Engross not all the beams on high,
Which gild a lover's lays,
But as your sister of the sky,
Let Lyce share the praise.

Her silver locks display the moon,
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Susan Williams 20 October 2015

Ummm... maybe it is a culture thing but do the following lines inspire respect or affection? Her teeth the night with darkness dyes, She's starr'd with pimples o'er; Her tongue like nimble lightning plies, And can with thunder roar.

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