English poem
Xxi
This time, enough 's a feast, not one more form, Elvire! Provided you allow that, bringing up the rear O' the bevy I am loth to--by one bird--curtail, First note may lead to last, an octave crown the scale, And this feminity be followed--do not flout!-- By--who concludes the masque with curtsey, smile and pout, Submissive-mutinous? No other than Fifine Points toe, imposes haunch, and pleads with tambourine!