LEVITIES; ов, PIECES OF HUMOUR. FLIRT AND PHIL. A DECISION FOR THE LADIES. 1 A WIT, by learning well refined, 2 Young sprightly Flirt, of blooming mien, Watch'd the best minutes to be seen, Went-when his glass advised him ; While meagre Phil of books inquired, A wight for wit and parts admired, And witty ladies prized him. 3 Silvia had wit, had spirits too; To hear the one, the other view, Suspended held the scales; Her wit, her youth too, claim'd its share; STANZAS. TO THE MEMORY OF AN AGREEABLE LADY, BURIED IN MARRIAGE TO A PERSON UNDESERVING HER. 1 'Twas always held, and ever will, By sage mankind, discreeter To anticipate a lesser ill Than undergo a greater. 2 When mortals dread diseases, pain, 3 Rather than lose his whole estate, Full gladly pays four parts in eight, 4 Our merchants Spain has near undone, 5 With numerous ills, in single life, And much the case is mended! 6 Poor Gratia, in her twentieth year, Chose to attend a monkey here, COLEMIRA. A CULINARY ECLOGUE. Nec tantum Veneris, quantum studiosa culinæ. IMITATION. Insensible of soft desire, Behold Colemira prove More partial to the kitchen fire Than to the fire of Love. 1 Night's sable clouds had half the globe o'erspread, And silence reign'd, and folks were gone to bed; When love, which gentle sleep can ne'er inspire, Had seated Damon by the kitchen fire. 2 Pensive he lay, extended on the ground, 3 To all his plaints the sleeping curs reply, 4 "Could I," he cried, "express how bright a grace Adorns thy morning hands, and well-wash'd face, Thou wouldst, Colemira, grant what I implore, And yield me love, or wash thy face no more. 5 "Ah! who can see, and seeing not admire, 6 "But sure no chamber-damsel can compare, 7 "Oh! how I long, how ardently desire, 8" With her I should not envy George his queen, 9 "Ah! how it does my drooping heart rejoice, 10" When from the hearth she bade the pointers go, How soft, how easy, did her accents flow! 'Get out,' she cried when strangers come to sup, One ne'er can raise those snoring devils up.' 11 "Then, full of wrath, she kick'd each lazy brute; Alas! I envied even that salute: "Twas sure misplaced-Shock said, or seem'd to say, He had as lief I had the kick, as they. 12" If she the mystic bellows take in hand, For he would sure demand thee for his queen! 13" But should the flame this rougher aid refuse, And only gentler medicines be of use, With full-blown cheeks she ends the doubtful strife, 14 "Such arts as these exalt the drooping fire, And swell thy cheeks, and pout thy lips, no more! 15" With all her haughty looks, the time I've seen 16 "Look, with what charming grace, what winning tricks, The artful charmer rubs the candlesticks: So bright she makes the candlesticks she handles, 17" But thou, my fair! who never wouldst approve, Or mind how burns my raging breast-a button- 18 Thus said, and wept, the sad desponding swain, But nymphs are free with those they should deny ; |