For as I fhine moft bright by Sol's diftant Affiftance, So Wives are the Lighteft, their Husbands at Diftance, Upon H Mrs. ANNE M-----T. ERE matchlefs Beauty, matchlefs Wit (confpire To charm Mankind, and make the World admire In you we fee whate'er the Poets thought, A Theme too lofty for a Pindar's Mind. Corinna Corinna imitated from Buchanan. Know not whether in NARCISSUS's Glass, Matchlefs Corinna, you e'er faw But this I know your Face? with Beauties all your own, Matchlefs Corinna is enamour'd grown. The Touth fome Reafon for his frenzy had; What made him fo, made many others mad. Your Caufe is lefs, therefore your Madness more, Penelope imitated from Buchanan. T HE MAN that believ'd a rich hand(fome young Widow, Liv'd for twenty fair Years, and yet no Harm did do, Mong fo many ftrapping, ftout, broad-shoulder'd Wanted (Fellows, more than his Eyes, tho' Writers won't * Homer. (tell us. On On Mrs. M------t, Extempore. S UCH Rays fhe darts from her all-ruling Eyes, As give at once both Wonder and Surprize; So fenfeless Infects, lur'd by th' Radiant Frame S Valentine's-Day. OON as the Sun had joyn'd his fiery Steeds To cheer the World, and deck the verdant Waking, I rofe with Expectation great, I watch'd the feather'd Kind with careful Eye, When, When, lo! a Sparrow to my Window came, The Bird now pleas'd, and ftill obferv'd by me, Straight fought the Summet of a neighb'ring Tree; Vid. Lucretius. Scarce Scarce had he raised his hoarfe untuneful Throat, Thro' the whole Park the ecchoing Strains refound, |