Pale cares and anxious thoughts give way in hafte,
And to returning joy refign my breast;
Then free from every pain I did endure,
I blefs the charming author of my cure.
So when to Saul the great musician play'd,
The fullen fiend unwillingly obey'd,
And left the monarch's breast, to feek fome fafershade.
SON G.
WHILE Sappho with harmonious airs
Her dear Philenis charms,
With equal joy the nymph appears
Diffolving in his arms.
Thus to themselves alone they are
What all mankind can give;
Alternately the happy pair
All grant, and all receive.
Like the Twin-stars, so fam'd for friends,
Who fet by turns, and rife;
When one to Thetis' lap defcends,
His brother mounts the fkies.
With happier fate, and kinder care,
Thefe nymphs by turns do reign,
While ftill the falling does prepare
The rifing to fuftain.
The joys of either fex in love,
In each of them we read;
Succeffive each to each does prove,
Fierce youth and yielding maid.
EPIGRAM TO THE TWO NEW MEMBERS
FOR BRAMBER, 1708.
HOUGH in the Commons House you did prevail,
Good Sir Cleeve Moore, and gentle Mafter Hale;
Yet on good luck be cautious of relying,
Burgefs for Bramber is no place to die in.
Your predeceffors have been oddly fated;
Afgill and Shippen have been both translated.
VERSES MADE TO A SIMILE OF POPE'S.
HILE at our house the servants brawl,
And raise an uproar
When John the butler, and our Mary,
About the plate and linen vary :
Till the smart dialogue grows rich,
In fneaking dog and ugly bitch!
Down comes my lady like the devil,
And makes them filent all and civil.
Thus cannon clears the cloudy air,
And scatters tempefts brewing there:
Thus bullies fometimes keep the peace,
And one fcold makes another ease.
ON NICOLINI AND VALENTINI'S FIRST COMING TO THE HOUSE IN THE HAY-MARKET.
MPHION ftrikes the vocal lyre,
And ready at his call,
Harmonious brick and stone conspire
To raise the Theban wall.
In emulation of his praise
Two Latian Signors come,
A finking theatre to raise
And prop Van's tottering dome.
But how this last should come to pafs
Muft ftill remain unknown,
Since these poor gentlemen, alas!
Bring neither brick nor ftone.
EPILOGUE TO THE INCONSTANT:
A COMEDY. BY MR. FARQUHAR.
AS IT WAS ACTED AT THE THEATRE-ROYAL IN DRURY-LANE, 1703.
ROM Fletcher's great Original *, to-day
We took the hint of this our Modern Play :
Our author, from his lines, has strove to paint
A witty, wild, inconftant, free gallant :
* See, The Wild-Goofe Chace.
With a gay foul, with fenfe, and will to rove,
With language, and with softness fram'd to move,
With little truth, but with a world of love.
Such forms on maids in morning flumbers wait,
When fancy first inftructs their hearts to beat,
When first they wish, and figh for what they know
not yet.
Frown not, ye fair, to think your lovers may
Reach your cold hearts by fome unguarded way;
Let Villeroy's misfortune make you wife,
There 's danger still in darkness and surprize;
Though from his rampart he defy'd the foe,
Prince Eugene found an aqueduct below.
With eafy freedom, and a gay address,
A preffing lover feldom wants fuccefs:
Whilst the respectful, like the Greek, fits down,
And wastes a ten years fiege before one town.
For her own fake let no forfaken maid,
Our wanderer for want of love, upbraid;
Since 'tis a fecret, none fhould e'er confefs,
That they have loft the happy power to please.
If you fufpect the rogue inclin'd to break,
Break first, and swear you've turn'd him off a week;
As princes when they resty states-men doubt,
Before they can furrender, turn them out.
What-e'er you think, grave uses may be made,
As much, ev'n for Inconftancy be faid.
Let the good man for Marriage Rites defign'd,
With ftudious care, and diligence of mind,
Turn over every Page of Womankind;
Mark every Sense, and how the Readings vary,
And when he knows the worst on't--let him marry.
PROLOGUE TO THE GAMESTER:
A COMEDY. BY MRS, CENTLIVRE.
AS IT WAS ACTED AT THE NEW THEATRE IN LIOCOLN'S-INN FIELDS, 1704.
IF humble wives, that drag the marriage-chain
With curfed dogged husbands, may complain;
If turn'd at large to ftarve, as we by you,
They may, at least, for alimony fue.
Know, we refolve to make the cafe our own,
Between the plaintiff stage, and the defendant town.
When first you took us from our father's house,
And lovingly our intereft did espouse,
You kept us fine, carefs'd, and lodg'd us here,
And honey-moon held out above three year;
At length, for pleafures known do seldom laft,
Frequent enjoyment pall'd your sprightly taste;
And though at first you did not quite neglect,
We found your love was dwindled to respect.
Some times, indeed, as in your way it fell,
You ftopp'd, and call'd to see if we were well.
Now, puite eftrang'd, this wretched place you fhun,
Like bad wine, bus'nefs, duels, and a dun.
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