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For as I fhine moft bright by Sol's diftant Affiftance, So Wives are the Lighteft, their Husbands at Diftance,

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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,
By Love inftructed, or by Fancy taught.
When Waller fings his Sachariffa's Charms,
Or celebrated MIRA Lanfdown warms;
There lovely Mt's feen in ev'ry Line,
To rate her Beauties all the Bards combine:
Nor can the Mantuan, or Maonian lays,
With equal Numbers reach her lowest Praise;
That, that's too great to be in Words confin'd,

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,
Without a Rival you your felf adore.

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;
Each Look, each Action, ev'ry Smile's a Dart
To wound my Soul, and pierce my willing Heart;
Whil'ft I with eager Rashness urge my Fate,
Obey Love's Dictates, tho' at any Rate:

So fenfeless Infects, lur'd by th' Radiant Frame
To their Deftruction, hover round the Flame.

S

Valentine's-Day.

OON as the Sun had joyn'd his fiery Steeds

To cheer the World, and deck the verdant
(Meads;

Waking, I rofe with Expectation great,
Like fome profound Enquirer after Fate;
Seeking aufpicious Omens in the Sky,

I watch'd the feather'd Kind with careful Eye,

When,

When, lo! a Sparrow to my Window came,
And by his fprightly Looks confefs'd a Flame:
For now the Genial Spring the Birds inspires,
And warmer Breezes fan their am'rous Fires.
Now thro' their Breafts the active Paffions move,
And all their Looks confefs the God of * Love:
Firft with his Bill his ruffled Plumes he dreft,
And smooth'd the Feathers on his Downy Breaft ;
Then flew with Swiftnefs to the adjacent Streams,
Which now were reeking with Apollo's Beams;
There he, Narciffus-like, himself admired
With no lefs Love, but not like his, inspired:
So e'er his Miftrefs gentle Damon meets
In ample Mirrour first himself he greets,
Adjusts his Peruke with becoming Grace,
To add new Beauty to his pretty Face.

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,
Not fweet, tho' loud, as Philomela's Note;
When Female Sparrow Wing'd to him her Way,
To feek a Mate, and folemnize the Day
Meeting, they joyn, and form an happy Pair,
Whilft loudeft Chirips rend the yielding Air;
All with their Mates, their nimble Tongues employ,
To thank the Goddefs, Author of their Joy;

Thro' the whole Park the ecchoing Strains refound,
And Venus praises every where abound.

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