The Beauties of Glasgow (1802)/She's What I Dare Not Name
She's what I dare not Name.
If love the virgin's heart invade,
How, like a moth, the simple maid
Still plays about the flame!
If soon she be not made a wife,
Her honour's sing'd, and then for life
She's what I dare not name.
GLASGOW, PRINTED BY J. & M. ROBERTSON, 1802.