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I'll hold a Crown, if you but seek,
Mean while, of killing he'd his fill, Nor could he keep his Fingers ftill, One Hand upon her Bosoine láy, Whil Yt t'other took a different Ways Then on a Faggor Pile, he laid, The tender, yielding, lovely Maid; The Wench was buxom, plump, and fappy, And fit to make a Lover happy.
Whilst they in am'rous Transports lay, . The P--ffa-n wonderd at their ftay! And ask'd 'em what they were abour. Cry'd Hirco, Zds, the Leak's found out, Thro' which my Ne&ar daily flows; Be sure, said Roger, kop it clofe, I'll try, said he, but, on my Soul, It is a devi ich swinging Hole;
EL EGY I.
By a Perfon of Quality.
HOV E faster Life, thou tiresome Guest,
away, Why in this ruind Cottage wouldit thou
stay What Wretch, fo fond of thee, can bear the Pain Of Life, when nothing but its Dregs remain; My feeble Limbs are with the Load opprest, And DE A T H, kind DEATH alone! can give 'em Rell.
While youthful Blood the well-fillid Channels fed, And o’er each Part a sprightly Vigour spread, Wholly resign'd to Nature's boundless Sway, I follow'd still where Pleasure led the Way. Roving from Thought to Thought with fresh Delight, Love ruld the Day, and am'rous Dreams the Night. With Beauty's various Forms my Breast was fird, The more I tasted, still the more desir'd. The well-Ihap'd slender Nymph did Passion move, By Nature fram'd for active Scenes of Love. If Plump, Ine charm'd me with a comely Face, And fleshy foftness fill'd our sweet Embrace. Majestick Stature, with a nervous Strength, (A full proportion'd Beauty drawn at length) Struck me with awful Love, who could withstand The Dart shot from an Amazonian Hand ? The dancing Fairy did all Life appear, And pleas'd the Love: with a lively Air. Sometimes my Muse sung fair Dorinda's Praise, In Smiles she listend to the tuneful Lays. Sometimes by sprightly Airs to Love betray'd, With Antick Rounds I warm'd the yielding Maid. When brisk Champaign reliey'd the Lover's Care, (Each Goblet facred to the absent Fair) With double Joy I bore the double Load, The wanton GODDESS, and the feeling God.
In Pleasure thus, my youthful Hours were past,
- Henceforth farewel the Lovers soft'ning Joys, ,
Now by enervate A Ġ E at last o'ercome; .