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[Nb: some text pulled from an alternate, printed copy, T
The Lady's Magazine, Jan 1778  ]
Whilst the fair Daughters to this genial Play-
Whilst the fair Daughters to this genial Play-
?ell serve their country in a gentler way;
[Sha]ll serve their country in a gentler way;
doom'd as humble spinster to grow old
[If] doom'd as humble spinster to grow old
all spin your envy'd fleeces into Gold -
[Sh]all spin your envy'd fleeces into Gold -
wedded shall with Hymen's magic chain
[If] wedded shall with Hymen's magic chain
?m foreign M'mes our Artisans restrain.
[Fro]m foreign climes our Artisans restrain.
?m foreign dimes recall the wandering Far
[Fro]m foreign climes recall the wandering Far
?th hearts of Oak supply the waste of war,
[Wi]th hearts of Oak supply the waste of war,
?d with sons sons enrich over future store
[An]d with sons sons enrich over future store
?ll time and this great Empire be no more.
[Ti]ll time and this great Empire be no more.
?ll rings)
[Be]ll rings)


?t lo the laughing muse comes trimming on
[Bu]t lo the laughing muse comes tripping on
?d by her heralds warns me to be gone,
[An]d by her heralds warns me to be gone,
thence be this great moral understood
[Yet] hence be this great moral understood
?at private virtue leads to Public good
[Th]at private virtue leads to Public good

Latest revision as of 22:14, 31 July 2017

[Nb: some text pulled from an alternate, printed copy, T The Lady's Magazine, Jan 1778 ] Whilst the fair Daughters to this genial Play- [Sha]ll serve their country in a gentler way; [If] doom'd as humble spinster to grow old [Sh]all spin your envy'd fleeces into Gold - [If] wedded shall with Hymen's magic chain [Fro]m foreign climes our Artisans restrain. [Fro]m foreign climes recall the wandering Far [Wi]th hearts of Oak supply the waste of war, [An]d with sons sons enrich over future store [Ti]ll time and this great Empire be no more. [Be]ll rings)

[Bu]t lo the laughing muse comes tripping on [An]d by her heralds warns me to be gone, [Yet] hence be this great moral understood [Th]at private virtue leads to Public good