A Character.

A CHARACTER.

How very rare my gen'rous friend we find, A woman bless'd with such a virtuous mind, A mind, unaw'd by any idle fear, A heart which nobly dares to be sincere, A soul without ambition, truly great, Sprightly, yet wise, and witty, tho' sedate. With ev'ry heav'n-born virtue amply fraught, By prudence, piety, and reason taught; A bosom, aw'd by chastity and love, A tongue, ordain'd, the hardest heart to move; An ear, for ever open to the poor, A breast, that's guided by no idle power; A form as spotless as her heavenly mind, In temper affable, polite, and kind.