Gipsy, an Old Legend Modernized, The - Part 13

For the first time in life Susan redden'd with shame,
And out rush'd the bull-bitch, to see!
But, broad as a cask, o'er the bitch roll'd the dame;
Oh, a sadly chang'd lady was she!
In dirt lay the tulip, red, purple, and green,
With its stripes of bright yellow so fine!
And truly she said, " I'm not fit to be seen, "
While vainly Jem press'd her to dine.
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