The Reformation of Parnaffus. A T TALE. Serving to explain the Frontispiece. NCE, as Parnaffus was with Frost o'er (pread, The Mufes to their King for Succour fled: In mournful Accents, their diftrefs they (told; Too tender to endure the piercing Cold; But ah! the God no chearful Beam difplays ; Thick vapours intercept his gladning Rays. "Alas, fays CLIO, with a trembling tongue, "No more fhall we be call'd the ever-young: "Rather than leave our virgin-bloom to fade, "Thofe Wreaths fhall heat us, which were wont to (shade. Spare the rafh thought, th' alarm'd EUTERPE cry'd ; "Shall we destroy the Bard's and Hero's pride! "An Act fo impious thall no God permit; "Flourish the Lawrel ftill; and flourifh Wit! "A thousand authors have, a thousand ways, "Try'd to obtain, but few obtain'd the Bays; of Of all their works, the beft felected first, And to the flames a thousand Satires fly; But GARTH, and YOUNG, and DRYDEN, cou'd not die. Unnumber'd Epic Songs the fires confume; Nor does the Drama meet a gentler doom: But ADDISON and CONGREVE Favour find; TO OTWAY, LEE, and VANBRUGH too, the Mufe is kind. POPE, WELSTED, WALLER, PHILIPS, chofen names! Scarce One does in a Thousand merit Praife : These Few the facred Goddess of the Lyre, A the SONGS TABLE of Contained in this Volume. A Female friend advis'd a fwain, AAh! blame me not, if no despair Ah, how fweet it is to love, An elderly lady, whose bulky, squat figure, Apollo once finding fair Daphne alone, As Cupid, many ages past, As Cupid, one day roving, faw As he lay in the plain, his arm under his head, As I fat thoughtful in a fhade. As I faw fair Clora walk alone, As the fnow in vallies lying, B B Alda! thou art of womankind, Banish, my Lydia, these fad thoughts; Behold where weeping Venus ftands! Belinda, fee from yonder flowers Beneath a myrtle fhade, Beneath a verdant lawrel's ample fhade, Boafting fops, who court the fair, Boaft not, mistaken fwain, thy art C. AN then a look create a thought, Celia has a thousand charms, Pag. 241 39 239 132 76 129 Celia, hence with affectation, Celia's fmiles will quite undo me, Celia, that I once was bleft, Celia, too late you wou'd repent; 198 122 259 Charm'd with Belinda's voice and wit, Ciara, charming without art, 238 Come, Celia, let's agree, at last, 180 D Defpairing befide a clear ftream, Cupid, inftruct an amorous fwain Amon, don't leave me, Dear Aminda, in vain you fo coily refuse, Dear Cloe, how blubber'd is that pretty face? Delia, how long must I despair, Diogenes, furly and proud, Diftracted with care Do not ask me, charming Phillis, 135 197 29 251 237 47 169 57 |