As this auspicious day began the race Of evry virtue joind with evry grace; May you, who own them, welcome its return, Till excellence, like yours, again is born. The years we wish, will half your charms impair; The years we wish, the better half will spare; The victims of your eyes will bleed no more, But all the beauties of your mind adore. JeffreyMiscellanies. To a Lady on her Birthday.
Believing hear, what you deserve to hear: Your birthday as my own to me is dear. Blest and distinguished days! which we should prize The first, the kindest bounty of the skies. But yours gives most; for mine did only lend Me to the world; yours gave to me a friend. MartialEpigrams. Bk. IX. Ep. 53.
Do you know who made you? Nobody, as I knows on, said the child, with a short laugh. The idea appeared to amuse her considerably; for her eyes twinkled, and she added I spect I growed. Dont think nobody never made me. Harriet Beecher StoweUncle Toms Cabin. Ch. XXI.