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Pale cares and anxious thoughts give way in hafte,
And to returning joy resign my breast;
Then free from every pain I did endure,
I bless the charming author of my cure.
So when to Saul the great musician play'd,
The sullen fiend unwillingly obey'd,
And left the monarch's breast, to seek some fafershade.

S O N 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, fo fam'd for friends,

Who set by turns, and rise ;
When one to Thetis? lap descends,

His brother mounts the skies.
With happier fate, and kinder care,

These nymphs by turns do reign,
While still the falling does prepare-

The rising to sustain.
The joys of either fex in love,

In each of them we read;
Successive each to each does prove,
Fierce youth and yielding maid.

EPIGRAM

EPIGRAM TO THE TWO NEW MEMBERS

FOR BRAMBER, 1708.

HOUGH in the Commons House you did prevail,

;

Yet on good luck be cautious of relying,
Burgess for Bramber is no place to die in.
Your predecessors have been oddly fated ;
Algill and Shippen have been both translated.

VERSES MADE TO A SIMILE OF POPE'S.

W And

HILE at our house the servants brawl,

And raise an uproar in the hall;
When John the butler, and our Mary,
About the plate and linen vary :
Till the smart dialogue grows rich,
In Ineaking 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 sometimes keep the peace,
And one fcold makes another cease.

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ON NICOLINI AND VALENTINI'S FIRST COMING
TO THE HOUSE IN THE HAY.MARKET.
MPHION strikes 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 sinking theatre to raise

And prop Van's tottering dome.
But how this last should come to pass

Muft ftill remain unknown,
Since these poor gentlemen, alas !

Bring neither brick nor stone.

EPILOGUE TO THE INCONSTANT:

OR, THE WAY TO WIN HIM: A COMEDY. BY MR. FARQUHAR. AS IT WAS ACTED AT THE THEATRE-ROYAL

IN DRURY-LANE, 1703.

SPOKEN BY MR. WILKS.

FRO

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, inconstant, free gallant :

* See, The Wild-Goose Chace.

With a gay soul, with sense, 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 slumbers wait,
When fancy first instructs their hearts to beat,
When first they wilh, and figh for what they know

not yet.

you wise,

Frown not, ye fair, to think your lovers may
Reach

your

cold hearts by fome unguarded way ; Let Villeroy's misfortune make There 's danger still in darkness and surprize; Though from his rampart he defy'd the foe, Prince Eugene found an aqueduct below. With easy freedoin, and a gay address, A pressing lover seldom wants success : Whilst the respectful, like the Greek, fits down, And wastes a ten years siege before one town. For her own sake let no forsaken maid, Our wanderer for want of love, upbraid ; Since 'tis a secret, none should e'er confess, That they have lost the happy power to please. If you suspect 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 surrender, turn them out. What-e'er you think, grave uses may be made, As much, ev'n for Inconstancy be said. Let the good man for Marriage Rites design'd, With studious care, and diligence of mind, Turn over every Page of Womankind;

Mark

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.

SPOKEN BY MR. BETTERTON.

IF humble wives

, that drag the marriage-chain With cursed dogged husbands, may complain; If turn'd at large to starve, as we by you, They may, at least, for alimony fue. Know, we resolve to make the case our own, Between the plaintiff stage, and the defendant town. When first you took us from our father's house, And lovingly our interest did espouse, You kept us fine, caress'd, and lodg’d us here, And honey-moon held out above three year ; At length, for pleafures known do seldom last, Frequent enjoyment pall'd your sprightly taste; And though at first you did not quite negleet, We found your

love was dwindled to respect. Some times, indeed, as in your way it fell, You stopp'd, and call”d to see if we were well. Now, puite estrang'd, this wretched place you lhun, Like bad wine, bus'ness, duets, and a dun.

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