H-99. На Бланч
Красавцем-мужем любит прихвастнуть,
Хоть лыс он и глаза навыкат – жуть!
А уши – крылья: ежели взмахнёт,
То в небо голова его вспорхнёт.
99. Upon Blanch
Blanch swears her Husband's lovely; when a scald
Has blear'd his eyes: Besides, his head is bald.
Next, his wilde eares, like Lethern wings full spread,
Flutter to flie, and beare away his head.