LINESTo a Laurel-Leaf,SENT TO THE AUTHOR BY MISS ——.Tho’ unknown is the hand that bestow’d thee on me,Sweet leaf! ev’ry fibre I’ll warm with a kiss:With the fame of her beauty thou well dost agree,Whose presence shews conquest, whose triumph is bliss!
To a Laurel-Leaf,
Tho’ unknown is the hand that bestow’d thee on me,Sweet leaf! ev’ry fibre I’ll warm with a kiss:With the fame of her beauty thou well dost agree,Whose presence shews conquest, whose triumph is bliss!