Jane

Miss Lydia every day is drest Better than I am in my best White cambric-muslin frock. I wish I had one made of clear Work'd lawn, or leno very dear.-- And then my heart is broke

Almost to think how cheap my doll Was bought, when hers cost--yes, cost full A pound, it did, my brother; Nor has she had it weeks quite five, Yet, 'tis as true as I'm alive, She's soon to have another.