*On Mrs. To FTS.

bright is thy beauty, fo charming thy fong, As had drawn both the beafts and their Orpheus along:

But fuch is thy av'rice, and fuch is thy pride, That the beafts must have ftarv'd, and the poet have dy'd.

TW

TWO OR THREE;

O R,

A Receipt to make a CUCKOLD.

WO or three vifits, and two or three bows, Two or three civil things, two or three vows, Two or three kiffes, with two or three fighs, Two or three Jefufes and Let-me-dies,

Two or three fqueezes, and two or three towzes, 5 With two or three thousand pound lost at their houses,

Can never fail cuckolding two or three spouses.

* On a LADY who pt at the tragedy of CATO; occafioned by an epigram on a Lady who wept at it.

While

Hile maudlin Whigs deplor'd their Cato's
fate,

Still with dry eyes the Tory Celia fate :
But, while her pride forbids her tears to flow,
The gufhing waters find a vent below:

Though

Though fecret, yet with copious grief the mourns, 5
Like twenty river-gods with all their urns.
Let others fcrew their hypocritic face,
She fhews her grief in a fincerer place:
There nature reigns, and paffion void of art;
For that road leads directly to the heart.

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* EPIGRAM, in a maid of honour's prayer-book.

Hen Ifrael's daughters mourn'd their past

WHen

offences,

They dealt in fackcloth, and turn'd cinder-wenches : But Richmond's fair ones never fpoil their locks: They ufe white powder, and wear Holland fmocks. O comely church! where females find clean linen 5 As decent to repent in, as to fin in.

S Thomas was cudgell'd one day by his wife, He took to the ftreet, and fled for his life: Tom's three dearest friends came by in the fquabble, And fav'd him at once from the fhrew and the

rabble;

Then ventur'd to give him fome fober advice- 5 But Tom is a person of honour so nice,

Too wife to take counsel, too proud to take warning, That he fent to all three a challenge next morning: Three duels he fought, thrice ventur'd his life; Went home, and was cudgell'd again by his wife. 10

The

*The BALANCE of EUROPE.

OW Europe's balanc'd, neither fide prevails;
For nothing's left in either of the fcales.

A PANEGYRICAL EPISTLE to Mr. THOMAS SNOW, goldfmith, near Temple-bar; occafioned by his buying and felling the third SouthSea fubfcriptions, taken in by the directors at a thousand per cent. †

Ifdain not, Snow, my humble verfe to hear;

5

Stick thy black pen a while behind thine ear. Whether thy compter fhine with fums untold, And thy wide-grasping hand grows black with gold; Whether thy mien erect, and sable locks, In crowds of brokers over-awe the flocks; Sufpend the worldly bus'ness of the day, And, to enrich thy mind, attend my lay. O thou, whofe penetrative wifdom found The South-Sea rocks and fhelves, where thoufands drown'd!

IO When

In the year 1720, the South-fea company, under pretence of paying the public debt, obtained an act of parliament for enlarging their capital, by taking into it all the debts of the nation, incurred before the year 1716, amounting to 31,664,5511. Part of this fum was fubfcribed into their capital at three fubfcriptions; the first at 300 l. per cent, the fecond at 400l. and a third at 1000 l. Such was the infatuation of the time, that thefe fubfcriptions were bought and fold at exorbitant premiums; fo that 100 7. South-fea ftock fubfcribed at a 1000l. was fold for 1200/. in Exchange alley. Hawkef