Song
on
Madam
S—
.
Tho'
the
Amorous
Beau
,
So
courtly
and
fine
,
Admire
a
Dress
,
And
Face
of
fifteen
.
Let
Orinda
but
speak
,
Her
Tongue
will
surprize
,
And
make
him
her
Slave
,
Spight
of
Celia's
bright
Eyes
.
Was
she
old
and
deform'd
,
Her
Wit
and
her
Air
,
Would
conquer
more
Hearts
,
Than
the
Young
and
the
Fair
.
Those
Charms
are
more
noble
,
The
Lovely
and
Kind
May
vanquish
the
Body
,
She
conquers
the
Mind
.