On Stella's Birth-Day, 1719

Jonathan Swift

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Stella this Day is thirty four,
(We shan't dispute a Year or more)
However Stella, be not troubled,
Although thy Size and Years are doubled,
Since first I saw Thee at Sixteen
The brightest Virgin on the Green,
So little is thy Form declin'd
Made up so largely in thy Mind.
Oh, woud it please the Gods to split
Thy Beauty, Size, and Years, and Wit,
No Age could furnish out a Pair
Of Nymphs so graceful, Wise and fair
With half the Lustre of your Eyes,
With half your Wit, your Years and Size:
And then before it grew too late,
How should I beg of gentle Fate,
(That either Nymph might have her Swain,)
To split my Worship too in twain.

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Comments2
  • samcota522

    NOT REALLY MY CUP OF TEA, GOT LOST IN THE MIDDLE TBH 😕 NEEDS LESS CHIT-CHAT, MORE HUMOR. DEFINITELY WOULDNT READ TWICE. BUT HEY, TO EACH THEIR OWN. 😜👍

    • tom4089752655

      NOT SURE WHAT THE BIG FUSS IS ABOUT. THIS OLD POEM WAS PRETTY BORING 😐 HAD TO READ IT FOR HOMEWORK AND IT MADE ME SLEEPY. COULD USE SOME COOL ACTION OR A FUNNY JOKE OR SOMETHING. 👎👎👎