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You bid me try, by Austin Dobson. You bid me try, blue eyes, to write a rondeau. What? Forthwith? To-night?
Reflect. Some skill I have, tis true. But thirteen lines? And rhymed on two? Refrain as well?
Ah hapless plight! Still, there are five lines, ranged to write. These gallic bonds, I feared, would fright my easy muse. They did, till you, you bid me try. That makes them eight.
The port's in sight. Tis all because your eyes are bright. Now just a pair to end in ooh. When maid's command, what can't we do? Behold, the rondeau.
Tasteful, light. You bid me try.
