mixtish

Updated: May 10, 2025

'And dear Lady Morgan, see, see, when she comes, With her pulses all beating for freedom like drums, So Irish, so modish, so mixtish, so wild; So committing herself as she talks like a child. So trim, yet so easy polite, yet high-hearted, That truth and she, try all she can, won't be parted; She'll put you your fashions, your latest new air, And then talk so frankly, she'll make you all stare.

George Paston - Little Memoirs of the Nineteenth Century