The HEART and EYE at Variance.

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HIL'ST on Amintor's form I' gaze,

And liften to his voice,

Strephon in vain his wealth displays,
Love leaves no room for choice.

But oh, the force of pomp and shew!
How fickle women are!

Let but Amintor from me go,
My eyes for wealth declare.

Quick then, Amintor, to me fly,
With boldness play thy part;
The gaudy profpect charms my eye,'
But love alone my heart.

Every Man's Goose a SWA N.

FOND

OND husbands, I charge ye, to night,
Each cherish his fair in his arms,

When closely, for fear of a fpright,

They hug ye with tender alarms.

The word is For better for worfe

The rovers this leffon fhou'd con;

Let each, to avoid a wife's curfe,
Still take his own goofe for a fwan.

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O,

The Neglected NOSEGAY.

happy flow'rs, Corinna faid,

Ye hyacinths, and violets blue,
Your sweetest odours gently fhed
On Strephon, fweeter far than you.

Strephon the gift with thanks receiv'd,
The gift his thanks more precious made
Corinna fmil'd; for fhe believ'd,

(Mistaken fair!) what Strephon faid.

With Laura now at cards he plays,
The gaudy nofegay lying by;
The nofegay Laura's eye furveys,
He guess'd her meaning in her eye.

And go, too happy flow'rs, he faid,
Ye hyacinths, and violets blue,
Your sweetest odours gently fhed
On Laura, fweeter far than you.

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To SYLVIA Frowning

H! Sylvia, never baulk my pleasure,
To make my eager paffion rife;
The prudent chufe no fairy treasure,
That always from poffeffion flies:
If you'd therefore look more killing,
Drive thofe fullen frowns away ;
In the fmiling nymph, that's willing,
All is charming, all is gay;

Confenting blushes spread the growing fire,
And, with fresh fuel, ftill fupply defire,

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The Old COQUET.

HE old coquet, whom time, in vain,
Wou'd bow beneath his iron reign,
With wanton airs, attempts to move,
In youthful hearts, the warmth of love;
Her naked breasts in vain are shewn,
No eyes attracting but her own;
Her own, their former luftre gone,
Gaze, but are not gaz'd upon :

Sad change! at once, in thee, we view
The lover and the mistress too.

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The UNACCOUNTABLE.

E fhepherds and nymphs, that adorn the gay plain, Approach from your sports, and attend to my strain; Amongst all your number, a lover so true

Was ne'er fo undone, with fuch blifs in his view.

Was ever a nymph fo hard-hearted as mine? She knows me fincere, and fhe fees how I pine; She does not difdain me, nor frown in her wrath, But calmly, and mildly, refigns me to death.

She calls me her friend, but her lover denies; She fmiles when I'm chearful, but hears not my fighs: A bofom fo flinty,. fo gentle an air,

Inspires me with hope, and yet bids me despair!:

I fall at her feet, and implore her with tears; Her anfwer confounds, while her manner indears; When foftly she tells me to hope no relief,

My trembling lips blefs her, in fpite of my grief."

By night while I flumber, still haunted with care, I start up in anguish, and figh for the fair: The fair fleeps in peace; may she ever do fo! And only, when dreaming, imagine my woe..

Then

Then gaze at a distance, nor farther aspire,

Nor think fhe fhou'd love whom the cannot admire; Hufh all thy complaining, and, dying her slave, Commend her to heav'n, and thy felf to the grave.

To a Jealous HUSBAND.

ELL me, Sileno, why you fill

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With fancied woes your life?
Why's all your time expended still
In thinking, or in talking ill,
Of your too virtuous wife?

For, faith, I can't fee to what end
You keep her up fo close;
Nor how you cou'd yourself offend,
That, like a snail, my gloomy friend,
You never leave your house..

Ah! were fhe but advis'd by me,
Her many taunts and scorns
With int'reft fhou'd refunded be;
She'd make a perfect fnail of thee,
By decking thee with horns.

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