Page images

The traveller a miry country fees,
And journies fad beneath the dropping trees.

Like fome deluded peasant, Merlin leads
Thro' fragrant bow'rs, and through delicious meads;
While here enchanted gardens him rise,
And airy fabricks there attract his eyes,
His wand'ring feet the magic paths pursue ;
And, while he thinks the fair illusion true,
The trackless scenes disperse in fluid air,
And woods and wilds, and thorny ways appear.
A tedious road the weary wretch returns,
And as he goes, the transient vifion mourns.

March 9, 1709.

[ocr errors][merged small][ocr errors]

On the Friendship betwixt SACHARISSA and


ELL me, lovely loving pair!

Why so kind, and fo fevere?
Why so careless of our care,

Only to yourselves so dear?


By this cunning change of hearts,

You the pow'r of love controul ; While the boy's deluded darts

Can arrive at neither soul.

For in vain to either breast

Still beguiled Love does come : Where he finds a foreign guest;

Neither of your hearts at home.

Debtors thus with like design,

When they never mean to pay, That they may the law decline, To some friend make all


Not the silver doves that fly,

Yok'd in Cytherea's car ; Not the wings that lift so high;

And convey her son fo far;


Are so lovely, sweet, and fair,

Or do more ennoble love ; Are so choicely match'd a pair,

Or with more consent do move.

On a GIR D L E.

By the same.

THAT which her lender wait confin’d,

Shall now my joyful temples bind;
No monarch but would give his crown,
His arms might do what this has done.

It was my heav'n's extremest sphere,
The pale which held that lovely deer :
My joy, my grief, my hope, my love,
Did all within this circle move!

A narrow compass ! and


there Dwelt all that's good, and all that's fair : Give me but what this ribbon bound, Take all the rest the sun goes round.

Like flow'rs it withers with th' advancing year,
And age like winter robs the blooming fair.
Oh Araminta, cease thy wonted pride,
Nor longer in thy faithless charms confide ;
Ev'n while the glass refle&s thy sparkling eyes,
Their luftre and thy rosy colour flies!

Thus on the fan the breathing figures shine,
And all the pow'rs applaud the wife defign.

The Cyprian queen the painted gift receives, And with a grateful bow the synod leaves. To the low world she bends her steepy way, Where Strephon pass’d the solitary day; She found him in a melancholy grove, His down-caft eyes betray'd defponding love, The wounded bark confess’d his fighted flame, And ev'ry tree bore false. Corinna's name ; In a cool thade he. lay with folded arms, Curses his fortune, and upbraids her charms, When Venus to his wond'ring eyes appears, And with these words relieves his am'rous cares :

Rise, happy youth, this bright machine survey,
Whole ratt'ling sticks my busy fingers sway,
This present shall thy cruel charmer move,
And in her fickle bosom kindle love.

The fan fhall flutter in all female hands,
And various fashions learn from various lands.
For this, shall elephants their ivory shed;
And polish'd kicks the waving engine spread :

[ocr errors]

His clouded mail the tortoise shall resign,
And round the rivet pearly circles shine.
On this shall Indians all their art employ,
And with bright colours ftain the gaudy toy ;
Their paint fhall here in wildest fancies flow,
Their dress, their customs, their religion fhow ;
So shall the British fair their minds improve,
And on the fan to distant climates rove.
Here China's ladies shall their pride display,
And filver figures gild their loose array ;
This boasts her little feet and winking eyes ;
That tunes the fife, or tinkling cymbal plies:
Here cross-leg'd nobles in rich state shall dine,
There in bright mail distorted heroes shine..
The peeping fan in modern times shall rise,
Through which unseen the female ogle fies
This shall in temples the fly maid conceal,
And shelter love beneath devotion's veil.
Gay France shall make the fan her artist's care,
And with the costly trinket arm the fair.
As learned orators that touch the heart,
With various action raise their foothing art,
Both head and hand affect the liftning throng,
And humour each expression of the tongue;
So shall each passion by the fan be seen,
From noisy anger to the fullen spleen.

While Venus spoke, joy shone in Strephon's eyes :
Proud of the gift, he to Corinna flies.


« PreviousContinue »