She. "Tis true, my dear Alcides,

Things tend to diffolution;

The charms of a crown, and the crafts of the gown
Have brought all to confufion.

He. The haughty French begun it,
The English wits pursue it,

She. The German and Turk still go on with the work,
And all in time will rue it.

He.

Then mad, &c.

OME, my dear, whilft youth conspires
With the warmth of our defires;

Envious time about thee watches,
And fome grace each minute fnatches:
Now a fpirit, now a ray,

From thy eye he steals away;

Now he blasts fome blooming rofe,
Which upon thy fresh cheek grows;
Gold now plunders in a hair;
Now the rubies doth impair
Of thy lips; and, with fure haft,
All thy wealth with take at laft;
Only that of which thou mak'st.
Ufe in time, from time thou tak'st.

SWAIN

S

WAIN, thy hopeless passion fmother,
Perjur'd Celia loves another;

In his arms I faw her lying,

Panting, kiffing, trembling, dying,
There the fair deceiver fwore,
As fhe did to you before.

Oh! faid you, when the deceives me,
When that conftant creature leaves me,
Ifis' waters back shall fly,

And leave their oozy channels dry;
Turn, ye waters, leave your fhore;
Perjur'd Celia loves no more.

But tho' my despair is past curing,
And much undeferv'd is my fate;

I'll fhew, by a patient enduring,
My love is unmov'd as her hate.

The

The Female Phaeton.

'HUS Kitty, beautiful and young,

THUS

And wild as colt untam'd,

Bespoke the fair from whom the fprung,

With little rage inflam'd.

Inflam'd with rage at fad restraint,
Which wife mamma ordain'd;

And forely vex'd to play the faint," lov
Whilst wit and beauty reign'd:

Shall I thumb holy books, confin'd
With Abigails for faken?
Kitty's for other things defign'd,
Or I am much mistaken.

1

Muft lady Jenny frisk about,,

And vifit with her cousins?

At balls must she make all the rout, he avo!
And bring home hearts by dozens?

What has the better, pray, than I?
What hidden charms to boast;
That all mankind for her fhou'd die,

Whilft I am scarce a toast?

Deareft

Dearest mamma, for once let me,

Unchain'd, my fortune try;
I'll have my earl as well as fhe,
Or know the reason why.

I'll foon with Jenny's pride quit fcore,
Make all her lovers fall;

They'll grieve I was not loos'd before,
She, I was loos'd at all. .་།

Fondness prevail'd; mamma gave way;
Kitty, at heart's defire,

Obtain'd the chariot for a day,
And fet the world on fire.

(bowls?

WOU'D you know how we meet o'er our jolly full

As we mingle our liquors, we mingle our fouls; The sweet melts the fharp, the kind fooths the ftrong, And nothing but friendship grows all the night long We drink, laugh, and celebrate every defire; Love only remains our unquenchable fire t and sator pik IGA

O ME, little infant, love me now,
While thine unfufpected years
Clear thine aged father's brow
From cold jealousy and fears.
Pretty furely 'twere to fee

By young love old time beguil'd;
While our sportings are as free
As the nurfe's with the child.

Common beauties stay fifteen;

Such as yours fhou'd swifter move; Whofe fair bloffoms are too green Yet for luft, but not for love.

Love as much the fnowy lamb,
Or the wanton kid, does prize,

As the lufty bull or ram,

For his morning facrifice.

Now then love me: time may take
Thee, before thy time, away:

Of this need we'll virtue make,
And learn love before we may.

VOL. III.

H

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