WIVES BY THE DOZEN. O DEATH! how thou spoil'st the best project of life! Said Gabriel, who still, as he buried one wife, For the sake of her family, married her cousin ; And thus, in an honest collateral line, He still married on till his number was nine, sorry to die till he made up his dozen. Full FATAL LOVE. POOR Hal caught his death standing under a spout, Expecting till midnight,when Nan would come out, But fatal his patience, as cruel the dame, And curs'd was the weather that quench'd the man's flame. Whoe'er thou art, that read'st these moral lines, Make love at home, and go to bed betimes. A SAILOR'S WIFE. QUOTH Richard in jest, looking wistly at Nelly, Methinks, child, you seem something round in the belly! Nell answer'd him snappishly, How can that be, When my husband has been more than two years at sea? [carried Thy husband! quoth Dick: why, that matter was Most secretly, Nell; I ne'er thought thou wert married. ON A FART, LET IN THE HOUSE OF COMMONS. READER, I was born, and cried; And when I died, like Flora fair, THE MODERN SAINT. HER time with equal prudence Silvia shares, Loose without bawd, and pious without zeal, She still repeats the sins she would conceal. Envy herself from Silvia's life must grant, An artful woman makes a modern saint. THE PARALLEL. PROMETHEUS, forming Mr. Day, Carv'd something like a man in clay. The mortal's work might well miscarry ; He, that does heaven and earth control, Alone has power to form a soul, His hand is evident in Harry. Since one is but a moving clod, T'other the lively form of God; Squire Wallis, you will scarce be able To prove all poetry but fable. TO A YOUNG LADY, WHO WAS FOND OF FORTUNE TELLING. You, madam, may with safety go, For at your birth kind planets reign'd, And certain happiness ordain'd: To chosen favourites of heaven. But, such is my uncertain state, I dread to search the dark decree; This secret then I dare not know, Should I with needless haste inquire, alone. A GREEK EPIGRAM IMITATED. WHEN hungry wolves had trespass'd on the fold, “Give him one half, and he'll secure the rest." TO A FRIEND ON HIS NUPTIALS. WHEN Jove lay blest in his Alcmæna's charms, From that auspicious night Alcides came, He strong as Jove, she like Alcmæna fair! |