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Fir'd by the fight, all Reason I disdain ;
My Paffions rife, and will not bear the rein.
Look upon Baffet, you who Reafon boaft;
And fee if Reason must not there be loft.

SMILIND A.

85

What more than marble muft that heart compose,

90

Can hearken coldly to my SHARPER'S Vows?
Then, when he trembles! when his Blushes rife!
When awful Love feems melting in his Eyes!
With eager
beats his Mechlin Cravat moves:
He Loves, I whisper to myself, He Loves!
Such unfeign'd Paffion in his Looks appears,
I lofe all Mem'ry of my former Fears;
My panting heart confeffes all his charms,
I yield at once, and fink into his arms:
Think of that moment, you who Prudence boast ;
For fuch a moment, Prudence well were loft.

CARDELIA.

95

At the Groom-Porter's, batter'd Bullies play, Some DUKES at Mary-Bone bowl Time away. 100 But who the Bowl, or rattl'ing Dice compares To Baffet's heav'nly Joys, and pleasing Cares?

SMILIND A.

Soft SIMPLICETTA doats upon a Beau ; PRUDINA likes a Man, and laughs at Show. Their several graces in my SHARPER meet; 105 Strong as the Footman, as the Mafter sweet.

LOVET.

LOVET.

Ceafe your contention, which has been too long; I grow impatient, and the Tea's too strong. Attend, and yield to what I now decide; The Equipage fhall grace SMILINDA's Side: The Snuff-Box to CARDELIA I decree, Now leave complaining, and begin your Tea.

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Verbatim from BOILEA U.

Un Jour dit un Auteur, etc.

NCE fays an Author, (where I need not fay) Two Trav'lers found an Oyfter in their way; Both fierce, both hungry; the dispute grew strong, While Scale in hand Dame Justice paft along. Before her each with clamour pleads the Laws, Explain'd the matter and would win the cause. Dame Justice weighing long the doubtful Right, Takes, opens, fwallows it before their fight. The caufe of ftrife remov'd fo rarely well, There take (fays Justice) take ye each a Shell. We thrive at Westminster on Fools like you: 'Twas a fat Oyster-Live in peace-Adieu.

ANSWER

ANSWER to the following Question of Mrs. How E.

HAT IS PRUDERY?

WHAT

"Tis a Beldam,

Seen with Wit and Beauty feldom.
"Tis a fear that starts at shadows.
'Tis, (no, 'tisn't) like Mifs Meadows.
'Tis a Virgin hard of Feature,
Old, and void of all good-nature;
Lean and fretful; would feem wife;
Yet plays the fool before she dies.
'Tis an ugly envious Shrew,
That rails at dear Lepell and You.

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Occafioned by fome Verfes of his Grace the Duke of BUCK

INGHAM.

MUSE,

USE, 'tis enough: at length thy labour
ends,

And thou shalt live, for Buckingham commends.
Let Crowds of Critics now my verfe affail,
Let Dennis write, and nameless numbers rail:
This more than pays whole years of thankless pain,
Time, health, and fortune are not loft in vain.
Sheffield approves, confenting Phoebus bends,
And I and Malice from this hour are friends.

A PRO

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