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The Progress of ADVICE,

A Common CASE,

Suade, nam certum est.

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Ays RICHARD TO THOMAS (and seem'd half afraid)

“ I am thinking to marry thy mistress's maid : Now, because Mrs. Lucy to thee is well known, I will do't if thou bid'st me, or let it alone.

Nay don't make a jest on't ; 'tis no jest to me ;
For 'faith I'm in earnest, fo prithee be free.
I have no fault to find with the girl since I knew her,
But I'd have thy advice, e'er I tye myself to her.”

Said Tuomas to RICHARD, “ To speak my opinion, There is not such a bitch in King George's dominion, And I firmly believe, if thou knew'st her as I do, Thou wou'dttchufe quta whipping post, first to bety'd to.

She's peevish, she's thievish, she's ugly, she's old, And a lyar, and a fool, and a Nut, and a scold.” Next day RICHARD hasten'd to church and was wed, And,ere night,had inform’d her what Thomas had said.

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FRom Lincolnto London rode forth our young squire,

To bring down awife, whom theswains might admire: But in spite of whatever the mortal cou'd say, The goddess objected the length of the way !

To give up the op'ra, the park, and the ball,
For to view the stag's horns in an old country-hall;
To have neither China nor India to see!
Nor a lace-man to plague in a morning—not she!

To forsake the dear play-house, Quin, Garrick, & Clive,
Who by dint of mere humour had kept her alive ;
To forego the full box for his lonesome abode,
O heav'ns! she shou'd faint, she shou'd dye on the road!

To forget the gay fashions and gestures of France, And to leave dear Auguste in the midst of the dance, And Harlequin too!-'twas in vain to require it; And she wonder'd how folks had the face to desire it.

She might yield to resign the sweet-fingers of Ruckholt,
Where the citizen-matron seduces her cuckold;
But Ranelagh foon wou'd her footsteps recall,
And the music, the lamps, and the glare of Vaux-hall.

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To be sure the cou'd breathe no where else than in town,
Thus she talk'd like a wit, and he look'd like a clown;
But the while honest Harry despair’d to succeed,
A coach with a coronet trail'd her to Tweed.

SLENDER's Ghost. vid. SHAKESPEAR.

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Eneath a church-yard yew,
Decay'd and worn with

age,
At dusk of eve methought I spy'd
Poor Slender's ghost, that whimp’ring cry'd,

O sweet O sweet Anne Page!

Ye gentle bards ! give ear!

Who talk of amorous rage,
Who spoil the lilly, rob the rose,
Come learn of me to weep your woes :

O sweet O sweet ANNE PAGE!

Why fhou'd such labour'd strains

Your formal muse engage?
I never dreamt of flame or dart,
That fir'd my breast, or pierc'd my heart,

But sigh’d, O sweet Anne Page!

And

And you ! whose love-sick minds

No med'cine can assuage! Accuse the leech's art no more, But learn of Slender to deplore;

O sweet O sweet ANNE PAGE !

And ye! whose souls are held,

Likę linnets in a cage!
Who talk of fetters, links, and chains,
Attend, and imitate my strains !

O sweet O sweet Anne Page !

And
you

who boast or grieve,
What horrid wars ye wage!
Of wounds receiv'd from many an eye ;
Yęt mean as I do, when I figh

O sweet O sweet ANNE PAGE!

Hence ev'ry fond conceit

Of shepherd or of fage ! 'Tis Slender's voice, 'tis SLENDER's way Exprelles all you have to say.

O sweet O sweet Anne PAGE!

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The INVIDIOUS.

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Fortune ! if my pray’r of old

Was ne'er follicitous for gold, With better grace thou may'st allow My suppliant wish, that asks it now. Yet think not! goddess! I require it For the same end your clowns desire it.

In a well-made effectual string,
Fain wou'd I see Lividio swing!
Hear him, from Tyburn's height haranguing,
But such a cur's not worth one's hanging.
Give me, O goddess ! ftore of pelf,
And he will tye the knot, himseif.

The Price of an EQUIPAGE.

Servum si potes, Ole, non habere
Et regem potes, Ole, non habere.

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Alk'd a friend, amidst the throng,

Whose coach it was that trail'd along : “ The gilded coach there--don't ye mind? That, with the footmen stuck behind."

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