Dick, how can CELIA please thy Tafte?
With Fat indeed fhe'll fill thy Arms,

Elfe where (we wonder) grow her Charms?

PRO..

Where grow her Charms, e'er this I know
Here that I know not where they grow;

For Fat, that's foft as yielding Snow.

CON

But, Dick, the Nymph neglects your Flame.

PRO.

If I lov'd you, you'd do the fame.

CON.

But she's not fit for you, we know,

Who ne'er fays more than TES, or NO.

PRO.

Then that, whence moft dire Ills have sprung,

She wants a Woman's noify Tongue
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Be

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Befides, the Dame, that thus will spare
To cry her Wit, will keep her Ware.

To Madam D---y; ASONG.

To the Tune of, I'll tell thee, Dick, &c.

A

I.

S to fome great and wealthy Lord,

Such Gifts as their poor Hutts afford,

His Vaffals yearly bring,

A Goofe, a Hen, or Capon young,

Or fomething of the cackling Throng,

An humble Offering.

II.

Or as to Doctor Friend, in Lent,

His Boys their Epigrams prefent,

So I fend Words in Metre ;

But whether's beft? Or Rhime, or Profe,

I'll leave to you, and fome of thofe

Who understand the Matter,

III.

I know you're witty, and can write
Fafter than Mufes did indite

To Poet-blind of Old :

So I, with Caution muft, and Care,

Chufe Words ferene as Autumn Air,

Neither too hot nor cold.

IV.

Yet, Faith, I think my Cafe is hard,

Since I have neither Mufe nor Bard,

With Lyricks to inspire

My Pate, by you with Thinking fill'd,

Oh! that I was like WALLER skill'd!

Or like Harmonious PR10R.

V.

Then I'd your Sense and Wit relate,

Your matchlefs Humour celebrate

Your charming Neck and Wafte,

That

That sweet engaging Air and Mien,

Eyes that out-fhine the Cyprian Queen,

Or DELIA fair and chafte.

VI.

But I, alas! muft hope in vain,

To fing your Charms in fuch a Strain,

I ne'er fhall do it furely :

I'll leave that Task to POPE or GAT,

Or to my Lord,

who (Ladies fay)

Can do fuch Things most purely.

On the Right Honourable the Earl of Ox F---D's Enlargement from the Tower.

H

E, who cou'd Factions tame, and Peace (reftore, Form Schemes for Trade to us unknown before; HLT again fhall plead the Nation's Caufe, Help injur'd Innocence, and mangled Laws ;

Tho

Tho' deem'd a TRAYTOR, he adores the CROWN, Knowing its Safety beft fecures his own.

T

As PHOEBUS Ray's long hid from Northern Plain,
At length returning fhine more bright again:

So OXFD triumphs fpight of Factious Knaves,

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Who thwart his Freedom 'caufe themselves are (Slaves;

And as in GREENLAND Men again appear
Revived with Joy, as SOL revives the Year

So injured BRITONS now rejoyce to fee
Their greatest Patriot gain his Liberty;

Each Mufe looks cheerful, and the Learned finile

To fee MECENAS ftill in BRITAIN's lfle.

W

Now JUSTICE triumphs fpight of all her Foes, Leffens our Griefs, and mitigates our Woes.

Now English Liberty no more shall fail,

Since in HIM live both VERULAM and HALE.