Anne’s Eye is liken’d to the
Sun,
From it such Beams of Beauty
fall;
And this can be denied by none,
For like the Sun, it
shines on All.
Then do not admiration smother,
Or say these glances don’t
become her;
To you, or I, or any
other
Her Sun, displays perpetual
Summer. [2]
January 14, 1807.
[Footnote 1: Miss Anne Houson.
From an autograph MS. at Newstead, now for the first
time printed.]
[Footnote 2: Compare, for the
same simile, the lines “To Edward Noel Long,
Esq.,” p. 187, ’ante’.]
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