My hand delights to trace unusual things,
And deviates from the known and common way;
Nor will in fading silks compose
Faintly the inimitable rose.


'The Spleen' (1701) l. 82


My hand delights to trace unusual things, And deviates from the known and common way; Nor will in fading silks compose Faintly the inimitable rose.

My hand delights to trace unusual things, And deviates from the known and common way; Nor will in fading silks compose Faintly the inimitable rose.

My hand delights to trace unusual things, And deviates from the known and common way; Nor will in fading silks compose Faintly the inimitable rose.

My hand delights to trace unusual things, And deviates from the known and common way; Nor will in fading silks compose Faintly the inimitable rose.