“Murder will out:”-and so will truth sometimes;
For once I'll prove it in a dozen lines.-
At one of those parties where Julia's sweet face
Added interest to beauty, and archness to grace,
Where many fine folks met; and one very great,
Proud and stupid, an embryo minister sate;
Like a damper he came to put good humour out,
And it chanced that, as Julia's pet-bird flew about.
It presumptuously 'lit on this mighty man's head;
When her lore-laughing sister, sweet Eleanor, said,
“Naughty bird! I must cage you for being so rude,
On Lord---head, oh! how dare you intrude?”
“Let it rest,” replied Julia, with an exquisite grace,
“Don't frighten it off-for it likes a soft place!”
The State Secret: An Impromptu
Thomas Gent
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Poem topics: beauty, murder, sister, sometimes, truth, good, place, great, face, cage, prove, soft, stupid, bird, head, sweet, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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