SKETCHES IN THE EXHIBITION, 1805. William Lisle Bowles Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Bowles, William Lisle, 1762-1850. The Poetical Works of William Lisle Bowles, Vol. I. With Memoir, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes by George Gilfillan. Edinburgh James Nichol, 9 North Bank Street... 1855 pp. 161-162.

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SKETCHES IN THE EXHIBITION , 1805. What various objects strike with various force , Achilles , Hebe , and Sir Watkin's horse ! Here summer scenes , there Pentland's stormy ridge , Lords , ladies , Noah's ark , and Cranford bridge ! Some that display the elegant design , The lucid colours , and the flowing line ; Some that might make , alas ! Walsh Porter A gentleman well known for his taste and fine collection . stare , And wonder how the devil they got there ! LADY M — — VE . How clear a strife of light and shade is spread ! The face how touched with nature's loveliest red ! The eye , how eloquent , and yet how meek ! The glow subdued , yet mantling on thy cheek ! M — — ve ! I mark alone thy beauteous face , But all is nature , dignity , and grace ! HON. MISS MERCER . — HOPNER . Oh ! hide those tempting eyes , that faultless form , Those looks with feeling and with nature warm ; The neck , the softly-swelling bosom hide , Nor , wanton gales , blow the light vest aside ; For who , when beauties more than life excite Silent applause , can gaze without delight ! But innocence , enchanting maid , is thine ; Thine eyes in liquid light unconscious shine ; And may thy breast no other feelings prove , Than those of sympathy and mutual love !