XXXIX.

'Tis true, your budding Miss is very charming,

But shy and awkward at first coming out,

So much alarmed, that she is quite alarming,

All Giggle, Blush; half Pertness, and half Pout;

And glancing at Mamma, for fear there's harm in

What you, she, it, or they, may be about:

The Nursery still lisps out in all they utter—

Besides, they always smell of bread and butter.[214]

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