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13 Jun 04 - 02:42 PM (#1206318) Subject: Lyr Add: Une Bagatelle From: *#1 PEASANT* Une Bagatelle. As Cynthia roam'd her course one night Along her pale domain, Earth held an object to her sight That rivall'd all her train. Cynthia, ama'zd, stood still to gaze, Then Murcury bade to rise; See! see! says she, see yonder blaze, Go fetch it to the skies. The silver chain that bore the star, Announc'd a violent rent; Hold! hold! cried Venus from her car, 'Tis only Jenny K--t. -Possibly the Jenny of Jessamond Mill. Phill Hodgson A.K.A. Primrose. |