But some gay

How then, dear Harley, That you should meet, in lo For, if those ancient tales be Phoebus was beautiful as you Yet Daphne never slack'd he For wit and learning spoil'd And since the same resembla gifts wherein you both ex fancy'd every nymph would From you, as from Latona's s Then where, said I, shall Ha Avirgin of superior mind, With wit and virtue to discov And pay the merit of her love This character shall Ca'end Born to retrieve her sex's fam The chief among the glittering Of titles, birth, and fortune pr As fools are insolent and vain Madly aspir'd to wear her cha But Pallas, guardian of the ma Descending to her charge's ai Held out Medusa's snaky lock Which stupify'd them all to st The nymph with indignation The dull, the noisy, and the l

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en, s seen; retires, his fires. astest queen, aceful mien, iot came, d her flame. Tora bright, een of Night, ere to find 3.

Salute her, and she

If o'er against her you we She durst not look above y She'd rather take you to h

In church

Than let you see her dress
hear her, thr
you
Repeat the absolution loud:
In church, secure behind he
She durst behold that monste
There practis'd how to plac
And bite her lips to make t
Or, on the mat devoutly kne
Would lift her eyes up to th
And heave her bosom unaw:
For neighbouring beaux to s
At length a lucky lover ca
And found admittance to the
Suppose all parties now agre
The writings drawn, the law
The vicar and the ring bespo
Guess, how could such a ma
See then what mortals place
Next morn by times the brid
The mother scream'd, the fat
Where can this idle wench b
Nor
news of Phyl! the brides
And thought his bride had s

ree.

orgiven;
e in Heaven:

to be plain, O again: ither shame nor sin; honest kin. ch and poor; com door to door. crime; her time. 1 her life

maid nor wife."

Their journey long, their m
The loving couple well bem
The horse and both the ride
Their victuals bad, their lod
Phyl cried! and John began
Phyl wish'd that she had stra
Then first she ventur'd out w
John wish'd, that he had brok
When first for her he quitted
But what adventures more
The Muse has now no time to
How Johnny wheedled, threat
Phyllis all her trinkets pa
How oft she broke her marria
kindness to maintain her sp
swains unwholesome spoil
For now the surgeons must be
whom those perquisites are
Christian justice due to Joh
When food and raiment now
Tate put a period to the farce,
with exact poetic justice;
John was landlord, Phyllis
They keep, at Staines, the Old
cat and dog, and rogue an