On BEN JOHNSON's Club-Room, call'd the Apollo; at the Devil-Tavern in Fleet-street. O Nce on a Time, as plac'd fupream in State, Amidst his Sons old merry Ben was fate; Soon as this Nectar glided o'er his Tongue, That lab'ring Bards, in Time to come, may fee, If they their Father Ben's Advice will take, Against LIFE. From the Greek. W Hat Path of Life by Man is trod, Business is Tumult, Noise and Jar, And Weakness finks our hoary Hairs. For For LIFE. From the Greek. W Hat Path of Life by Man is trod Without rejoycing at the Road? From Business Wealth and Wisdom flows, At Home is Quiet and Repose. The Ocean, gainful Traffick yields, Our Youth, firm Health and Vigour shares, The Wife this Choice would never try, Or not to live, or foon to die. SONG. T SONG. I. HE Charms that blooming Beauty fhows, We to the Lilly and the Rose, With Semblance apt, compare. II. With Semblance apt; for ah! how foon, How foon they all decay! The Lilly droops, the Rofe is gone, And Beauty fades away. III. But when bright Virtue fhines confeft, With fweet Discretion join'd; When Mildness calms the peaceful Breast, And Wisdom guides the Mind; IV. When IV. When Charms like thefe, dear Maid, confpire Thy Perfon to approve; They kindle generous, chafte Defire, And everlasting Love. V. Beyond the Reach of Time or Fate, These Graces fhall endure, Still, like the Paffion they create, A Latin Prologue Spoke before one of Terence's Plays at Westminster; on Occafion of a late Boxing-Match, between an Englishman and an Italian. V Idimus Italici nugas pompamque Theatri, Haufimus & molles aure lubente fonos. Fortia corda virúm cantu muliercula traxit, Semivirum tenere deperiére nurus. Cantor |