by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

The non‑pareil
Language: English 
Though Chloe's out of fashion,
Can blush and be sincere,
I'd toast her in a bumper
If all the belles were here.

In modest plain apparel,
No patches, paint, or airs,
In debt alone to Nature,
An angel she appears:

Who wins her must have merit,
Such merit as her own,
The graces all possessing,
Yet knows not she has one:

What though no diamonds sparkle
About her neck and waist,
With ev'ry shining virtue
The lovely maid is graced.

From gay coquets high-finished
My Chloe takes no rules,
Nor envies them their conquests,
The hearts of all the fools.

Then grant me, gracious heaven,
The gifts you most approve,
And Chloe, charming Chloe,
Will bless me with her love.


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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 24
Word count: 120