"For thee, ah! what for thee did I refign
"My pleasures, paffions, all that e'er was mine.
"I facrific'd both modesty and ease,
"Left operas, and went to filthy plays ;
"Double entendres fhock'd my tender ear,
"Yet even this for thee I chose to bear.
"In glowing youth, when nature bids be gay,
"And every joy of life before me lay,

By honour prompted, and by pride restrain'd,
"The pleasures of the young my foul difdain'd:
"Sermons I fought, and with a mien fevere
"Cenfur'd my neighbours, and faid daily pray'r.
"Alas! how chang'd !—with the fame fermon-mien
"That once I pray'd, the What-d'ye-call't I've seen.
"Ah! cruel princess, for thy fake I've loft
"That reputation which fo dear had coft;
"I, who avoided every public place,

"When bloom and beauty bade me show my face;
"Now near thee constant every night abide
"With never failing duty by thy fide,
"Myfelf and daughters ftanding on a row,

"To all the foreigners a goodly show !
"Oft had your drawing-room been fadly thin,

"And merchants' wives close by the chair been seen ;

"Had not I amply fill'd the empty space,

"And fav'd your highness from the dire difgrace,

"Yet COQUETILLA's artifice prevails,

"When all my merit and my duty fails

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"That COQUETILLA, whofe deluding airs
"Corrupts our virgins, and our youth enfnares;
"So funk her character, so loft her fame,
"Scarce vifited before your highness came :
"Yet for the bed-chamber 'tis her you chufe,
"When Zeal and Fame and Virtue you refufe.
"Ah! worthy choice! not one of all your train
"Whom cenfure blafts not, and dishonours stain.
"Let the nice hind now fuckle dirty pigs,
"And the proud pea-hen hatch the cuckoo's eggs!
“Let IRIS leave her paint and own her age,
"And grave SUFFOLKA wed a giddy page!
"A greater miracle is daily view'd,

"A virtuous princess with a court fo lewd.

"I know thee, Court! with all thy treach'rous wiles, "Thy falfe careffes and undoing smiles!

"Ah! princess, learn'd in all the courtly arts

"To cheat our hopes, and yet to gain our hearts!

"Large lovely bribes are the great ftatefman's aim ;

"And the neglected patriot follows fame.

"The prince is ogled; fome the king pursue;

"But your ROXANA only follows You.
"Defpis'd ROXANA, cease, and try to find
"Some other, fince the princess proves unkind :
"Perhaps it is not hard to find at court,
"If not a greater, a more firm fupport."

TUESDAY.

TUESDAY.

St. JAMES'S Coffee-House.

SILLIANDER and PATCH.

HOU, who fo many favours haft receiv'd,
Wond'rous to tell, and hard to be believ'd,
Oh! HD, to my lays attention lend,
Hear how two lovers boaftingly contend :
Like thee fuccefsful, fuch their bloomy youth,
Renown'd alike for gallantry and truth.

St. JAMES'S bell had toll'd fome wretches in,
(As tatter'd riding-hoods alone could fin)
The happier finners now their charms put out,
And to their manteaus their complexions fuit ;
The opera queens had finished half their faces,
And city-dames already taken places;
Fops of all kinds, to see the Lion, run;
The beauties ftay till the first act's begun,

And beaux ftep home to put fresh linen on.
No well-drefs'd youth in coffee-house remain'd,
But penfive PATCH, who on the window lean'd;
And SILLIANDER, that alert and gay,

First pick'd his teeth, and then began to say.

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SILLIANDER,

SILLIANDER.

Why all these fighs; ah! why so penfive grown?
Some cause there is why thus you fit alone.
Does hapless paffion all this forrow move?

Or doft thou envy where the ladies love?

PATCH.

If, whom they love, my envy muft purfue, 'Tis true, at least, I never envy you.

SILLIANDER.

No, I'm unhappy-you are in the right
'Tis you they favour, and 'tis me they flight.
Yet I could tell, but that I hate to boast,
A club of ladies where 'tis me they toast.
PATCH.

Toafting does feldom any favour prove;
Like us, they never toaft the thing they love.
A certain duke one night my health begun ;
With chearful pledges round the room it run,
'Till the young SYLVIA, prefs'd to drink it too,
Started and vow'd she knew not what to do:

What, drink a fellow's health! fhe dy'd with shame :
Yet blush'd whenever the pronounc'd my name.

SILLIANDER.

Ill fates purfue me, may I never find
The dice propitious, or the ladies kind,
If fair Mifs FLIPPY's fan I did not tear,
And one from me fhe condefcends to wear.

PATCH,

PATCH.

Women are always ready to receive;
"Tis then a favour when the sex will give.
A lady (but she is too great to name)
Beauteous in person, spotless in her fame,
With gentle ftrugglings let me force this ring;
Another day may give another thing.

SILLIANDER.

I could say something-fee this billet-douxAnd as for prefents-look upon my fhoeThese buckles were not forc'd, nor half a theft, But a young countess fondly made the gift.

PATCH.

My countess is more nice, more artful too,
Affects to fly, that I may fierce pursue :
This fnuff-box which I begg'd, fhe ftill deny'd,
And when I ftrove to fnatch it, feem'd to hide ;
She laugh'd and fled, and as I fought to feize,
With affectation cram'd it down her stays;
Yet hop'd she did not place it there unfeen,
I prefs'd her breafts, and pull'd it from between.
SILLIANDER.

Laft night, as I stood ogling of her grace,
Drinking delicious poifon from her face,
The foft enchantress did that face decline,
Nor ever rais'd her eyes to meet with mine;
With fudden art fome fecret did pretend,
Lean'd cross two chairs to whisper to a friend,