LEVITIES; O R PIECES OF HUMOUR. A FLIRT and PHIL; A Decifion for the LADIES. Wit, by learning well refin'd, A beau, but of the rural kind, To Sylvia made pretences; They both profefs'd an equal love; Young sprightly Flirt, of blooming mien, Silvia had wit, had spirits too; Sufpended held the scales: Her wit, her youth too, claim'd its share, Let none the preference declare, But turn up-heads or tails, STANZAS to the Memory of an agreeable LADY, buried in Marriage to a Person undeferving her. "TWAS always held, and ever will, By fage mankind, difcreeter, T'anticipate a lesser ill, Than undergo a greater. When mortals dread diseases, pain, And languishing conditions; Full gladly pays four parts in eight Our merchants Spain has near undone For loft fhips not requiting: With numerous ills, in fingle life, Poor Gratia in her twentieth year, Chofe to attend a monkey here, Before an ape below. COLE COLE MIRA. A Culinary ECLOGUE. "Nec tantum Veneris, quantum ftudiofa culinæ." NIGHT's fable clouds had half the globe o'erfpread, And filence reign'd, and folks were gone to bed: Penfive he lay, extended on the ground; To all his plaints the fleeping curs reply, Could I (he cry'd) exprefs, how bright a grace Adorns thy morning hands, and well-wash'd face; Thou wouldft, Colemira, grant what I implore, And yield me love, or wash thy face no more. Ah! who can fee, and seeing not admire, M 2 1 When When warm'd with dinner's toil, in pearly rills, Oh! how I long, how ardently desire, For late, when bees to change their climes began, With her! I should not envy George his queen, Though fhe in royal grandeur deck'd be feen: Whilft rags, just fever'd from my fair-one's gown, In ruffet pomp and greafy pride hang down. Ah! now it does my drooping heart rejoice, When from the heart she bade the pointers go, How foft! how eafy did her accents flow!. "Get out, the cry'd, when strangers come to fup, "One ne'er can raise those snoring devils up." Then, full of wrath, fhe kick'd each lazy brute, Alas! I envy'd even that falute: 'Twas fure mifplac'd,-Shock faid, or feem'd to say, He had as lief, I had the kick, as they. If the the myftic bellows take in hand, But But fhould the flame this rougher aid refuse, And only gentler med'cines be of use ; With full-blown cheeks fhe ends the doubtful ftrife, Foments the infant flame, and puffs it into life. Such arts as these, exalt the drooping fire, But in my breast a fiercer flame inspire : I burn! I burn! O! give thy puffing o'er; With all her haughty looks, the time I've seen, Look, with what charming grace! what winning tricks! The artful charmer rubs the candlesticks! So bright she makes the candlesticks fhe handles, But thou my fair! who never wouldst approve, Or mind, how burns my raging breast,—a button-- Thus faid, and wept the fad defponding fwain, But nymphs are free with those they should deny Now chirping crickets raife their tinkling voice, M 3 } The |