Charm Is The True Gift Of The

Once Upon A Time There Was A Queen Who Had A Son So Ugly And So Misshapen That It Was Long Disputed Whether He Had Human Form. A Fairy Who Was At His Birth Said, However, That He Would Be Very Amiable For All That, Since He Would Have Uncommon Good Sense.

The Prince, Charmed With These Words, And Much More With The Manner In Which They Were Spoken, Knew Not How To Show His Joy And Gratitude; He Assured Her That He Loved Her Better Than He Did Himself.

To Wait So Long/and Want A Man Refined And Strong/is Not At All Uncommon. And Yet To Wait One Hundred Years/without A Tear, Without A Care/makes For A Very Rare Woman. So Here Our Tale Appears To Show/how Marriage Deferred/brings Joy Unheard/nothing Lost After A Century Or So. But Others Love With More Ardor/and Wed Quickly Out Of Passion/whatever They Do/i Won’t Deplore/nor Shall I Preach A Lesson.

The Gentleman Had Also A Young Daughter, Of Rare Goodness And Sweetness Of Temper, Which She Took From Her Mother, Who Was The Best Creature In The World.

The King's Son, Who Was Told That A Great Princess, Whom Nobody Knew, Was Come, Ran Out To Receive Her. He Gave Her His Hand As She Alighted From The Coach, And Led Her Into The Hall Where The Company Were Assembled.