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But sprung, (and I this Truth maintain
Like Pallas from my Father's Brain.
And after all, I chiefly owe
My Beauty to the Shades below.
Most wond'rous Forms you see me wear,
A Man, a Woman, Lion, Bear,
A Fish, a Fowl, a Cloud, a Field,
All Figures Heav'n or Earth can yield,
Like Daphne sometimes in a Tree;
Yet am not one of all you see.



BEC Noise

EGOTTEN and born, and dying with

Noise, The Terror of Women, and Pleasure of Boys, Like the Fiction of Poets concerning the Wind, I'm chiefly unruly when strongest confin'd. For Silver and Gold I don't trouble my Head, But all I delight in is Pieces of Lead; Except when I treat with a Ship or a Town, Why then I make Pieces of Iron


down. One Property more I would have you remark, No Lady was ever more fond of a Spark; The Moment I get one my Soul's all a-fire, And I roar out my Joy, and in Transport expire.


A N O T H E R.

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HERE is a Gate, we know full well,
That stands 'twixt Heav'n, and Earth,

and Hell,

for a Passage venture,

few are found to enter ;
Although 'tis open Night and Day,
They for that Reason shun this Way :
Both Dukes and Lords abhor its Wood,
They can't come near it for their Blood,
What other way they take to go,
Another Time I'll let


Yet Commoners with greatest Ease,
Can find an Entrance when they please.
The poorest hither march in State,
(Or they can never pass the Gate)
Like Roman Generals triumphant,
And then they take a Turn and jump on't.
If gravest Parsons here advance,
They cannot pass before they dance ;
There's not a Soul that does refort here,
But strips himself to pay the Porter.

Α Ν Ο Τ Η Ε R.

"ROM Heav'n I fall, tho’ from Earth I

No Lady alive can shew such a Skin.


I am bright as an Angel, and light as a Feather,
But heavy and dark, when you squeeze me

Tho' Candor and Truth in my Aspect I bear,
Yet many poor Creatures I help to ensnare.
Tho' so much of Heav'n appears in my Make,
The fouleft Impressions I easily take.
My Parent and I produce one another,
The Mother the Daughter, the Daughter the


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M up and down, and round about,

Yet all the World can't find me out,
Tho' Hundreds have employ'd their Leisure,
They never yet could find my Measure.
I'm found almost in ev'ry Garden,
Nay, in the Compass of a Farthing :
There's neither Chariot, Coach, or Mill,
Can move an Inch except I will.

Α Ν Ο Τ Η Ε R.


AM Jet-black, as you may see,

The Son of Pitch and gloomy Night; Yet all that know me will agree,

I'm dead except I live in Light.


Sometimes in Panegyric high,

Like lofty Pindar I can foar ; And raise a Virgin to the Sky,

Or fink her to a pocky Whore.

My Blood this Day is very sweet,

To-morrow of a bitter Juice,
Like Milk 'tis cry'd about the Street,

And so apply'd to diff'rent Use.

Most wondrous is my magick Power ;

For with one Colour I can paint; I'll make the Dev'l a Saint this Houry

Next make a Devil of a Saint:

Thro' diftant Regions I can fly,

(Provide me but with Paper Wings) And fairly shew a Reason, why

There should be Quarrels among Kings.

And after all you'll think it odd,

When learned Doctors will dispute, That I should point the Word of God,

And shew where they can best confute.

Let Lawyers bawl and strain their Throats,

"Tis I that must the Lands convey, And strip the Clients to their Coats Nay, give their

very Souls

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VER eating, never cloying,

All devouring, all destroying,
Never finding full Repast,
"Till I eat the World at last.

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Α Ν Ο Τ Η Ε R.

W Features.

E are little airy Creatures,

All of diff'rent Voice and Features.
One of us in Glass is set,
One of us you'll find in Jet;
T'other you may see in Tin,
And the fourth a Box within ;
If the fifth you shou'd pursue,

, It can never fly from


A N O T H E R.


LL of us in one you'll find,

Brethren of a wond'rous Kind,
Yet among us all, no Brother
Knows one Tittle of the other ;
We in frequent Councils are,
And our Marks of Things declare,
Where, to us unknown, a Clerk
Sits, and takes them in the Dark.


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