Austin Dobson

"You Bid Me Try"

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You bid me try, blue-eyes, to write
A Rondeau. What! -- forthwith? -- tonight?
Reflect. Some skill I have, 'tis true; But thirteen lines! -- and rimed on two! "Refrain" as well. Ah, Hapless plight!

Still, there are five lines -- ranged aright.
These Gallic bonds, I feared, would fright
My easy Muse. They did, till you -- You bid me try!

That makes them eight. The port's in sight --
'Tis all because your eyes are bright!
Now just a pair to end in "oo" -- When maids command, what can't we do? Behold! -- the rondeau, tasteful, light,
You bid me try!

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