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Were feen contending in a race ;
And kept at first an equal pace ;
Tis said their course continued long;
For this was active, that was strong:
Till envy, slander, floth, and doubt,
Mifled them many a league about.
Seduce'd by some deceiving light,
They take the wrong way for the right:
Through flipp'ı y by-roads dark and deep
They often climb, and often creep.
Desire, the swifter of the two,
Along the plain like lightning flew :
Till ent'ring in a broad highway,
Where power and titles scatter'd lay,
He strove to pick up all he found,
And by excursions lost his ground:
No sooner got, than with disdain
He threw them on the ground again;
And hasted forward to pursue
Fresh objects fairer to his view;
In hope to spring fome nobler game;
But all he took was just the same :
Too fcornful now to stop his pace,
He spurn'd them in his rival's face.
Polesion kept the beaten road;
And gather'd all his brother strow'd ;
But overcharg'd, and out of wind,
Though strong in limbs, he lagg'd behind.
Defire had now the goal in fight :
It was a tow'r of monstrous height;
Where on the summit Fortune stands,
A crown and sceptre in her hands;
Beneath a chasm as deep as hell,
Where many a bold advent'rer fell..
Defire in rapture gaz'd a while,
And saw the treach'rous goddess smile ;
But as he climb’d to grasp the crown,
She knock'd him with the sceptre down.
He tumbled in the gulf profound;
There doom'd to whirl an endless round.
Polefion's load was grown so great,
He funk beneath the cumb'rous weight :
And as he now expiring lay,
Flocks ev'ry ominous bird of prey :
The raven, vulture, owl, and kite,
At once upon his carcase light,
And strip his hide, and pick his bones,
Regardless of his dying groans.
Written in the year 1727.
E wife, instruct me to endure
An evil which admits no cure ;
Or how this evil can be borne,
Which breeds at once both hate and scorn.
Bare innocence is no support,
When you are try'd in scandal's court.
Stand high in honour; wealth or wit;
All others who inferior fit,
Conceive themselves in conscience bound
To join and drag you to the ground.
Your altitude offends the eyes
Of those who want the pow'r to rise,
The world, a willing stander-by,
Inclines to aid a specious lie :
Alas, they would not do you wrong,
But all appearances are strong.
Yet whence proceeds this weight we lay
On what detracting people say?
For let mankind discharge their tongues
In venom, till they burst their lungs,
Their utmost malice cannot make
Your head, or tooth, or finger ake;
Nor spoil your shape, distort your face,
Or put one feature out of place ;
Nor will you find your fortune fink,
By what they speak, or what they think;
Nor can ten hundred thousand lies
Make you lefs virtuous, learn’d, or wise.
The most effectual way to baulk
Their malice, is to let them talk.
The Furniture of a Woman's mind.
Written in the year 1727.
Set of phrases learn'd by rote;
A passion for a scarlet coat;
When at a play to laugh, or cry,
Yet cannot tell the reason why;
Never to hold her tongue a minute,
While all she prates has nothing in it :
Whole hours can with a coxcomb fit,
And take his nonsense all for wit;
Her learning mounts to read a song.
But half the words pronouncing wrong;
Hath ev'ry repartee in store,
She spoke ten thousand times before ;
Can ready compliments supply
On all occasions cut and dry;
Such hatred to a parson's gown,
The fight will put her in a swoon;
For conversation well endu'd,
She calls it witty to be rude ;
And placing raillery in railing,
Will tell aloud your greatest failing ;
Nor makes a fcruple to expose
Your bandy leg, or crooked nose;
Can at her morning-tea run o'er
The scandal of the day before :
Improving hourly in her skill,
To cheat and wrangle at quadrille,
In chusing lace a critic nice,
Knows to a groat the lowest price ;
Can in her female clubs difpute,
What linen best the tilk will fuit,
What colours each complexion match,
And where with art to place a patch.
If chance a mouse creeps in her fight,
Can finely counterfeit a fright;
So sweetly screams, if it comes near her,
She ravishes all hearts to hear her.
Can dext'rously her husband tease,
By taking fits whene'er the please ;
By frequent practice learns the trick
seasons to be fick;
Thinks nothing gives one airs so pretty,
At once creating love and pity;
If Molly happens to be careless,
And but neglects to warm her hair-lace.
She gets a cold as sure as death,
45 And vows the scarce can fetch her breath ;
Admires how modeft women can
Be so robuftious like a man,
In party, furious to her pow'r;
A bitter Whig, or Tory four;
Her arguments directly tend
Against the side she would defend ;
Will prove herself a Tory plain,
From principles the Whigs maintain ;
And to defend the Whiggish cause,
Her topics from the Tories draws.
O yes * ! if any man can find
More virtues in a woman's mind,
Let them be sent to Mrs. Harding t;
She'll pay the charges to a farthing;
Take notice, she has my commission
To add them in the next edition ;
They may outfell a better thing:
So, holla boys; God save the King.
S clever Tom Clinch, while the rabble was
Rode stately through Holbourn to die in his calling,
He stopt at the George for a bottle of fack,
And promis’d to pay for it when he came back.
* O yes, ; a corruption of oyez, hear ye ; a word used by criers. + A printer.