Poems (Griffin)/Little Envy

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LITTLE ENVY.
LITTLE Envy!—you may know her
By the little frowns that lower
O'er her brow, when, 'mong the lassies,
Little smiling Beauty passes;

By the sneer that marks her features,
When the beaux—ungallant creatures—
Gaze, as 'twere their bounden duty,
On the form of little Beauty;

And, in little Envy's hearing,
Whisper lovely, sweet, endearing,
And such other foolish comment,
Little Envy's heart to torment.

Little Beauty, all inviting,
When by little Envy flitting,
Smiles, and seems well pleased to meet her,
But no smiles returning greet her.

Little Beauty's heart is clever;
Little Envy owns it never;
 ​But is often heard asserting
That she's false, and fond of flirting.

And; if jealously enraged,
Vows that Beauty is engaged.
Thus is little Envy ever
Torturing herself, and never
Gained a single lover by it.
Ye who doubt, yourselves may try it.

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