MEMOIRS OF 



Count over, and finger their fines j 



But- Id give their eilate, 



Were it ten times as great, 

 For one kifs of my fair Charlotte Lynes. 



The young pair, fpr a crown, 



On the book laid him down, 

 The facrift obfequiouily joins, 



Were I bilhop I fwear 



I'd refign him my chair, 

 To unite me with fair Charlotte Lynes. 



For my fijrft night I'd go 



To thofe regions of fnow, 

 Where the fun, for fix months, never fliines, 



And O ! there mould complain 



He too foon came again 

 To difturb me with fair Charlotte Lynes ! 



Thefe verfes were much read, admired, 

 and copied. Mr. Vyfe thought his fair 

 Charlotte growing too vain in confequence, 

 and once, when flie was complimented 

 on the fubjedt in a large company, he fai4 

 fmilingly, 



Charlotte 



