A Hue and Cry after Fair Amoret

By William Congreve

1670-1729


FAIR Amoret is gone astray--
         Pursue and seek her, ev'ry lover;
I'll tell the signs by which you may
         The wand'ring Shepherdess discover.

Coquette and coy at once her air,
         Both studied, tho' both seem neglected;
Careless she is, with artful care,
         Affecting to seem unaffected.

With skill her eyes dart ev'ry glance,
         Yet change so soon you'd ne'er suspect them,
For she'd persuade they wound by chance,
         Tho' certain aim and art direct them.

She likes herself, yet others hates
         For that which in herself she prizes;
And, while she laughs at them, forgets
         She is the thing hat she despises.

DayPoems Poem No. 424
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