A Reflex Compliment

A REFLEX COMPLIMENT .

The daintiest nose — eyes black of hue —
Feet shapely — fingers tapering too —
No slobbery lips — a tongue that is
Fastidious even to excess —
Pray which of all these points doth stamp
Your mistress of the Formian scamp?
I make you, child, my humble duty.
Is 't you the Province calls a beauty?
Our Lesbia is compared with you?
Ah, foolish world and tasteless too.
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