Think what an Equipage thou haft in Air, As now your own, our Beings were of old, From earthly Vehicles to thefe of Air. Think not, when Woman's tranfient Breath is fled, t That all her Vanities at once are dead: Succeeding Vanities fhe ftill regards, And tho' the plays no more, o'erlooks the Cards., The Sprights of fiery Termagants in and take SisM OT Salamander's Name. W 1 Mount up, Know 0 Know farther yet; Whoever fair and chafte I Rejects Mankind, is by fome Sylph embrac❜d: For Spirits, freed from mortal Laws, with ease b Affume what Sexes and what Shapes they please. What guards the Purity of melting Maids, O In Courtly Balls, and Midnight Mafquerades,T Safe from the treach'rous Friend and daring Spark, I The Glance by Day, the Whisper in the Dark br When kind Occafion prompts their warm Defires, W When Musick foftens, and when Dancing fires? T 'Tis but their Sylph, the wife Celeftials know, fo Tho' Honour is the Word with Men below. ya'vo roil, peitias gai pay Face, a r Some Nymphs there are, too confcious of their For Life predeftim'd to the Gnomes Embrace.com w Who fwell their Profpects and exalt their Pride, When Offers are disdain'd, and Love deny'd Then gay Ideas crowd the vacant Brain,' :: D While Peers and Dukes, and all their sweeping -And Garters, Stars, and Coronets appear, Train, And in foft Sounds, Your Grace falutes their Ear. 'Tis "Tis these that early taint the Female Soul, Skoly gods enqule sully ban tov68 mlr Oft when the World imagine Women ftray, The Sylphs thro' myftick Mazes guide theirWay, Thro all the giddy Circle they purfue, mon ded And old Impertinence expel by new.devumu!T What tender Maid but must a Victim fall Tocone Man's Treat, but for another's Ball? ΤΟΙ When Florio fpeaks, what Virgin could withstand, They fhift the moving Toyshop of their Heart; Beaus banith Beaus, and Coaches Coaches drive. This erring Mortals Levity may call,.. Of these am I, who thy Protection claim, A watchful Sprite, and Ariel is my Name. Late Late, as I rang'd the Cryftal Wilds of Air, But Heav'n reveals not what, or how, or where: This to difclofe is all thy Guardian can. Beware of all, but moft beware of Man! [long, He faid; when Shock, who thought the flept too Leapt up, and wak'd his Mistress with his Tongue. "Twas then, Belinda! if Report fay true, Thy Eyes firft open'd on a Billet doux; Wounds, Charms, and Ardors, were no fooner read, But all the Vision vanifh'd from thy Head. And now, unveil'd, the Toilet ftands display'd, First, rob'd in White, the Nymph intent adores To that the bends, to that her Eyes the rears; Th' inferiour Prieftefs, Lat her Altar's fide, I Transform'd to Combs, the fpeckled and the white. The Fair cách moment rifes in her Charms, M And calls forth all the Wonders of her Face; And keener Lightnings quicken in her Eyes. |