As a young Stag the thicket past,

The branches held his antlers fast;
A clown, who saw the captive hung,
Across the horns his halter flung.

Now, safely hamper'd in the cord,
He bore the present to his lord.
His lord was pleas'd: as was the clown
When he was tipt with a half-a-crown.
The Stag was brought before his wife;
The tender lady begg'd his life.

How sleek's the skin! how speck'd like ermine!
Sure never creature was so charming.

At first, within the yard confin'd, He flies and hides from all mankind; Now bolder grown, with fix'd amaze And distant awe, presumes to gaze;

Munches the linen on the lines,
And on a hood or apron dines;
He steals my little master's bread,
Follows the servants to be fed;
Nearer and nearer now he stands,
To feel the praise of patting hands;
Examines ev'ry fist for meat,

And, though repuls'd, disdains retreat;
Attacks again with levell'd horns,
And man, that was his terror, scorns.
Such is the country maiden's fright,
When first a red-coat is in sight;
Behind the door she hides her face,
Next time at distance eyes the lace; ·
She now can all his terrors stand,
Nor from his squeeze withdraws her hand:
She plays familiar in his arms,

And ev'ry soldier hath his charms:

From tent to tent she spreads her flame; For custom conquers fear and shame.

THE MONKEY WHO HAD SEEN THE WORLD.

A MONKEY, to reform the times,
Resolv'd to visit foreign climes;
For men in distant regions roam
'To bring politer manners home.
So forth he fares, all toil defies:
Misfortune serves to make us wise.

At length the treach'rous snare was laid-
Poor Pug was caught, to town convey'd,
There sold. How envy'd was his doom,
Made captive in a lady's room!
Proud as a lover of his chains,
He day by day her favour gains.
Whene'er the duty of the day
The toilet calls-with mimic play
He twirls her knots, he cracks her fan,
Like any other gentleman.

In visits, too, his parts and wit,
When jests grew dull, were sure to hit.
Proud with applause, he thought his mind
In ev'ry courtly art refin'd;

Like Orpheus, burnt with public zeal
To civilize the monkey weal;

So watch'd occasion, broke his chain,
And sought his native woods again.

The hairy sylvans round him press,
Astonish'd at his strut and dress.
Some praise his sleeve, and others glote
Upon his rich embroider'd coat;
His dapper periwig commending,
With the black tail behind depending;
His powder'd back, above, below,
Like hoary frosts, or fleecy snow:
But all, with envy and desire,
His flutt'ring shoulder-knot admire.
Hear, and improve, he pertly cries,

I come to make a nation wise.

Weigh your own worth; support your place, The next in rank to human race.

In cities long I pass'd my days;

Convers'd with men, and learnt their ways.
Their dress, their courtly manners, see;
Reform your state, and copy me.
Seek ye to thrive? In flatt'ry deal;

Your scorn, your hate, with that conceal;

Seem only to regard your friends,
But use them for your private ends.
Stint not to truth the flow of wit;
Be prompt to lie, whene'er 'tis fit.
Bend all your force to spatter merit;
Scandal is conversation's spirit.
Boldly to every thing pretend,
And men your talents shall commend.
I knew the great. Observe me right;
So shall you grow, like man, polite.

He spoke, and bow'd. With muttering jaws The wondering circle grinn'd applause. Now, warm'd with malice, envy, spite, Their most obliging friends they bite; And, fond to copy human ways, Practise new mischiefs all their days. Thus the dull lad, too tall for school, With travel finishes the fool;

Studious of every coxcomb's airs,

He drinks, games, dresses, whores, and swears; O'erlooks with scorn all virtuous arts,

For vice is fitted to his parts.