Trifles (Dublin: privately published, 1823): 12.
1So excessively lovely, you can't find a fault,
2So excessively stupid, you can't find a thought,
3When Nature so lavishly form'd this face,
4Ah! why of a soul did she leave us no trace?
5'Twas to prove that the finest of features combin'd
6Are charmless without the expression of mind.
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