If I for Zelinda die Deaf to poor Mizella's cries, Ask not me the reason why; Seek the riddle in the skies. [LADY MARY W. MONTAGUE.] DEAR Colin prevent my warm blushes, My passion would lose by expression, Since your's is the province of speaking, Then quickly why don't you discover? THE ANSWER. [SIR W. YONGE.] GOOD Madam, when ladies are willing, For one that can love without rule.. At least you should wait for our offers, You should leave us to guess at your blushing, And not speak the matter too plain; 'Tis ours to be forward and pushing; 'Tis yours to affect a disdain. That you're in a terrible taking From all your fond oglings I see; But the fruit that will fall without shaking WH [SOAME JENYNS.] HEN first I sought fair Cælia's love, I swore by all the God's above But long in vain did I adore, At last o'ercome she made me blest, But let not this, dear Cælia, now For why, since you forget your vow, CORINNA cost me many a prayer, But she ten thousand more should hear Despair I thought the greatest curse, Most cruel when too kind. How blindly then does Cupid carve, Who does at first his lovers starve, A LL [ROCHESTER.] LL my past life is mine no more, Like transitory dreams given o'er, The time that is to come, is not; How then can it be mine? The present moment's all my lot, And that, as fast as it is got, Phyllis, is only thine. Then talk not of inconstancy, If I, by miracle, can be This live-long minute true to thee, "Tis all that heaven allows. THE JE NE SCAIS QUOI. [WHITEHEAD.] YES, I'm in love, I feel it now, But yet I swear I can't tell how The pleasing plague stole on me. "Tis not her face that love creates, For there no graces revel; "Tis not her shape, for there the fates Have rather been uncivil. |