By the Author of the Satire, intituled, Blafphemy as Old as the Creation. To Mrs. M. H. on her working a Coat in Silks. THEN MIR A's Hands her Needle thread, W What gaudy Scenes our Eyes furprize? To view a Grove, or flow'ry Bed, Beneath her fnowy Fingers rife! IN every Leaf fuch Beauties dwell, The Painter's Quill, or Artift's Loom. ON the rich Bed fresh Rofes blown, And, as they mingle, feem to own, More fair her Cheek, her Breath more fweet. THAT Lilly from her Hand she took, Which with the Snow in Whiteness vies; THOSE Opening Buds but half reveal'd, WHAT tho' the abfent Sun retir'd, The naked Field no longer warms? THY Flow'rs for ever hold their Prime, PITY, lov'd Maid, that envious Years Thy Youth fhou'd hurt, thy Sweets confume; EACH Youth with thee must furely grieve, That MIRA's Works must bloom and live, A FEW fair Months our Gardens charm, LET Autumns then the Lilly hide, Waking each Plant without the Sun; Robb'd of its Pride; we here behold And yellow Fruit of ripening Gold. Dr. Dr. Davey Shones, a Welfh Surgeon, his Bill at Ofweftrey, for Mrs. Suefanna Madox. Sept. 9, 1730: NOR drefing hur mortify'd elcere upon 1. s. d. hur Lege, and clen it from ftinkin, Fo with fprits of Chamfire, Tinct. Myrhe, an udder dings prapor for 49 tims. 15 tims 3 1 6 it coft me 2 s. 6 d. evry tim before I cow'd get the stinking fleffe away, and the oder 34 tims⚫ For lancin and fcallin the boune For ungts. ols, and linimt. to anointe the ftinkin Lege For pills aurea guilded with goulde Ο ΙΟ the} 7 6 7 6 6 For drams and cordiolls for hur and hur companeons For lodgen, care, and attendunce uppon hur For brekin my glas in the glas windows 1 12 2 10 I 12 1. 10 9 6 An C An EPIGRAM. UPID once having robb'd an Hive, He lik'd the Trade, and hope'd to thrive: At length the filching Knave was stung; fee; How it has wounded me, you Quoth Venus, Precious Son of mine, And yet, how much 'twill make 'em swell, H EPITAPH. ERE lies Honeft William Dawe, Altho' an Attorney at Law: If he be not bleft, God help the reft. Another |