LAURA. It may "TWAS some years ago, be thirty, forty, more or less, The carnival was at its height, and so Were all kinds of buffoonery and dress; A certain lady went to see the show, Her real name I know not, nor can guess, And so we'll call her Laura, if you please, Because it slips into my verse with ease. She was not old, nor young, nor at the years To name, define by speech, or write on page, The period meant precisely by that word,Which surely is exceedingly absurd. Laura was blooming still, had made the best She look'd extremely well where'er she went; A pretty woman is a welcome guest, And Laura's brow a frown had rarely bent; Indeed she shone all smiles, and seem'd to flatter Mankind with her black eyes for looking at her. |