To Novella, on her saying deridingly, that a Lady of great Merit, and fine Address, was bred in the Old Way. An EPIGRAM.

To Novella, on her saying deridingly, that a Lady of great Merit, and fine Address, was bred in the Old Way.

An EPIGRAM.

You cry, She's bred in the Old Way; Then into Laughter fall: Were she as just to you, she'd say, You are not bred at all.