Читать книгу Notes and Queries, Number 53, November 2, 1850 - Various - Страница 4

A beautiful nymph wish'd Narcissus to pet her;

But he saw in the fountain one he loved much better.

Thou hast look'd in his mirror and loved; but they tell us

No rival will tease thee, so never be jealous.

There's a lie on thy cheek in its roses,

A lie echo'd back by thy glass,

Thy necklace on greenhorns imposes,

And the ring on thy finger is brass.

Yet thy tongue, I affirm, without giving an inch back,

Outdates the sham jewels, rouge, mirror and pinchbeck.