Advice to a Young LADY, about to F you, by fordid views misled, His peevishness, and thirft of gain, Alarm'd by groundless jealousy, Or tho' you're from these torments free, And all that you petition, Ev'n then, alas! all night you'd be For For then he'd all endearments fhun, When he was young and mighty; But if, by inclination led, A youth of equal bloom you wed, While therefore you to chufe are free, By love alone directed; Affur'd that happy days may be From happy nights expected. W The LOVER's greatest Blifs. ERE I to chufe the greatest bliss, "Twou'd be the highest of my with, Kings might poffefs their kingdoms free, And crowns unenvy'd wear ; They fhou'd no rival have of me, Might I reign monarch there. The Α" The Life of REASON, WAY, let nought to love displeasing, Let nought delay the heav'nly bleffing, What tho' no grants of royal donors Our name, while virtue thus we tender, What tho', from fortune's lavish bounty, Still fhall each kind returning feafon Thro Thro' youth and age, in love excelling, We'll hand in hand together tread; Sweet fmiling peace fhall crown our dwelling, How fhou'd I love the pretty creatures, While round my knees they fondly clung; To fee them look their mother's features, To hear them lifp their mother's tongue! And when, with envy, time transported N Vanity of refifting LovE. o, no, no, no, refiftance is but vain, And only adds new weight to Cupid's chain, A thousand thousand ways, a thousand thousand arts, The tyrant knows to captivate our hearts: Sometimes he fighs employs, and sometimes tries The univerfal language of the eyes; The fierce with fiercenefs he destroys, The foft with tenderness decoys; He kills the strong with joy, the weak with pain: BACCHUS'S BACCHUS's Speech in Praife of WINE. B ACCHUS one day gaily ftriding On his never-failing tun, Ancient heroes, crown'd with glory, Mufick's charms but flowly move; If you crave a lasting pleasure, The |