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ANOTHER.

months after Florimel happen'd to wed, And was brought in a laudable manner to bed, She warbled her groans with so charming a voice, Thatonehalfofthe parish wasstunn'dwith the noise; But when Florimel deign'd to lie privately in, Ten months before she and her spouse were a-kin, She chose with such prudence her pangs to conceal, That her nurse, nay, her midwife, scarce heard her once squeal. Learn, husbands, from hence, for the peace of your

lives, That maids make not half such a tumult as wives.

A REASONABLE AFFLICTION.

N his death-bed poor Lubin lies;
His spouse is in despair:
With frequent sobs, and mutual cries,
They both express their care.

A different cause, says parson Sly,
The same effect may give:

Poor Lubin fears that he shall die;
His wife, that he may live.

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ANOTHER.

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ROM her own native France as old Alison past, She reproach'd English Nell with neglect or with malice, That the slattern had left, in the hurry and haste, Her lady's complexion and eye-brows at Calais.

ANOTHER.

f ER eye-brow box one morning lost,
(The best of folks are oftenest crost)
Sad Helen thus to Jenny said,
Her careless but afflicted maid,
Put me to bed then, wretched Jane;
Alas! when shall I rise again?
I can behold no mortal now:
For what's an eye without a brow?

ON THE SAME SUBJECT.

N a dark corner of the house

Poor Helen sits, and sobs and cries;
She will not see her loving spouse,
Nor her more dear picquet-allies:
Unless she finds her eye-brows,
She'll e'en weep out her eyes.

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ON THE SAME SUBJECT.

ELEN was just slipt into bed:Her eye-brows on the toilet lay:
Away the kitten with them fled,
As fees belonging to her prey.

For this misfortune careless Jane,
Assure yourself, was loudly rated:

And madam, getting up again, With her own hand the mouse-trap baited.

On little things, as sages write,

Depends our human joy or sorrow: 10 If we don't catch a mouse to-night,

Alas! no eye-brows for to-morrow

PHILLIS'S AGE.

OW old may Phillis be, you ask,
Whose beauty thus all hearts en-
gages?
To answer is no easy task:
For she has really two ages.

Stiff in brocade, and pinch'd in stays,
Her patches, paint, and jewels on;

All day let envy view her face,
And Phillis is but twenty-one.

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Paint, patches, jewels laid aside,

At night astronomers agree, 10

The evening has the day belied;
And Phillis is some forty-three.

FOEMA BONUM FRAGILE.

'HAT a frail thing is beauty! says Baron Le Cras, Perceiving his mistress had one eye of glass:And scarcely had he spoke it, When she more confus'd as more angry she grew, By a negligent rage prov' d the maxim too true:She dropt the eye, and broke it.

A CRITICAL MOMENT.

OW capricious were Nature and Art to poor
Nell!
She was painting her cheeks at the time
her nose fell.

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WRITTEN TO THE DUKE DE NOALLES.

AIN the concern which you express,
That uncall'd Alard will possess

Your house and coach, both day and
night.

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And that Macbeth was haunted less
By Banquo's restless spright.

With fifteen thousand pounds a year,
Do you complain, you cannot bear

An ill, you may so soon retrieve?
Good Alard, faith, is modester

By much, than you believe.

Lend him but fifty louis-d'or;And you shall never see him more;

Take the advice; probatum est.
Why do the gods indulge our store,

But to secure our rest?

EPILOGUE TO PHAEDRA AND HIPPOLITUS.*

A TRASES?, BY MB. EDMUND SMITH. SPOKEN BY
MKS. OLDFIELD, WHO ACTED ISMENA.

ADIES, to-night your pity I implore
For one, who never troubled you before;
An Oxford man, extremely read in
Greek,

* This excellent tragedy, although performed by Betterton, Booth, Mrs. Barry, and Mrs. Oldfield, met with but a very cold reception from the public on its first appearance. In the Spectator, No. 18, Mr. Addison says—" Would one think it was possible (at a time when an author lived that was able to write the Phasdra and Hippolitus) for a people to be so stupidly fond of the Italian opera, as scarce to give a third day's hearing to that admirable tragedy." The prologue to it was written by Mr. Addison.

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