plimentary versicles to jessie lewars
the toast
fill me with the rosy wine,
call a toast, a toast divine:
giveth me poet's darling flame,
lovely jessie be her name;
then thou mayest freely boast,
thou hast given a peerless toast.
the menagerie
talk not to me of savages,
from afric's burning sun;
no savage e'er could rend my heart,
as jessie, thou hast done:
but jessie's lovely hand in mine,