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You bid me try, by Austin Dobson. You bid me try, blue eyes, to write a rondo. What, forthwith, to-night? Reflect, some skill I have'd is true, But thirteen lines, and rhymed on two. Refrain as well, hapless plight, Still there are five lines, ranged aright.
These gallic bonds I feared would fight my easy muse, They did, till you bid me try. That makes them eight, the ports in sight, It is all because your eyes are bright. Now just a pair to end in ooh. When maids command, what can't we do?
Behold, the rondo, tasteful light, You bid me try. End of poem. This recording is in the public domain.
