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Sanier.ympas there are, too conscious of their | Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, face,

And calls forth all the wonders of her face : For life predestin'd to the gnomes embrace. 80 Şees by degrees a purer blush arise, These fwell their profpeas, and exalt their pride, And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes. When offers are disdain'd, and love deny'd : The bufy fylphs surround their darling care ; Then gas ideas crowd the vacant brain,

These set the head, and those divide the hair; While peers, and dukes, andall their sweeping train, Some sold the flecve, whilst others plait the gown; And garters, stars, and coronets appear,

And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own. And in fost sounds, your Grace salutes their car. 'Tis there that early taint the female soul, Instrug the eyes of young coquettes to 10!l, Teach infant cheeks a bidden blush to know, And little hearts to flutter at a beau.


CANTO II. Ofi, when the world imagine women stray, The fylpås throngh mystic mazes guide their way, Not with more glories in th' ethereal plain, Through all the giddy circle they pursue,

The sup first sises o'er the purpled main, And old impertinence expel by new,

Than, issuing forth, the rival of his beams What tender maid but must a victim fall

Launch'd on the bofom of the silver'd Thames. To one man's treat, but for another's ball ?

Fair nymphs and well-dress'd youths around her When Florio (peaks, what virgin could withstand,

fhone, If gentle Damon did not squecze her hand ?

But every eye was fix'd on her alone. With varying vanities, from every part,

On her white breast a sparkling cross the wore, They shift the moving toy-shop of their heart; 100

Which Jews might kiss, and Infidels adore. Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots sword | Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, knots Itrive,

Quick as her eyes, and as unfix'd as those : Beaux banish beaux, and coaches coaches driye.

Favours to gone, to all she smiles extends;
This erring mortals levity may call;

Oft fhe rejects, but never once offends.
Oh, blind to truth ! the fylphs contrive it all. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike,

Of these am I, who thy protection claim, And, like the sun, they shine on åll alike.
A watchfal sprite, and Ariel is my name.

Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, Late, as I rang'd the crystal wilds of air,

Might hide her faults, if belles had saules to hide; In the clear mirror of thy ruling star

If to her share some female errors fall, I saw, alas ! fume dread event impend,

Look on her face, and you'll forget them all. Ere to the main this morning sun descend;

110 This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, But heaven reveals not what, or how, or where : Nourishid (wo locks, which graceful hung beWarn'd by the sylph, oh pious maid, beware!


20 This to disclose is all thy guardian can;

In equal curls, and well conspir'd to deck Beware of all, but most beware of man!

With shining ringlets the smooth ivory neck. He said ; whep Shuck, who thought she dept Love in these labyrinths his Naves detains, too long,

And mighty hearts are held in Nender chains. Leap'd up, and wak'd his mistress with his congue, With hairy springs we the birds betray; 'Twas then, Belinda, if report say trye,

Slight lines of hair surprise the finny prey: Thy eyes first open'd on a billet doux ;

Fair trelles man's imperial race insnare, Wcunds, charms, and ardours, were no sooner read, And beauty draws us with a single hair. But all the vision vanilh'd from thy head, 1 20 Th' adventurous baron the bright locks ad. And now, unveil'd, the toilet stands display'd,

mir'd; Each filver sale in myftic order laid.

He faw, he wish'd, and to the prize aspir'd. 30
First, rob'd in white, the nymph intent adores, Resolv'd to win, he meditates the way,
With head uncover'd, the cosmetic powers. By force to ravish, or by fraud betray:
A heavenly image in the glass appears,

For when success a lovers toil attends,
To that the bends, to that her eyes she rears; Few ask, if fraud or furce attain'd his ends.
Th' inferior priestess, at her altar fide,

For this, ere Phæbus rose, he had implor'd
Trembling, begins the sacred rites of pride. Propitious heav'n, and every power ador'd;
Vanumber'd treasures ope at once, and here But chiefly Love-to Love an altar built,
The various offerings of the world appear; 130 of twelve valt French romances neatly gilt.
From each the nicely culls with curious toil, There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves,
And decks the goddess with the glittering spoil. And all the trophies of his former loves.

40 This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, and all Arabia breathes from yonder box. The tortoisc here and elephant unite, Transform’d to combs, the speckled and the white. Here files of pins extend their shining rows,

Ver. 4. Launch'd on the bosom] From hence Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux.

the poem continues, in the first edition to ver. 46. Now awful beauty puts on all its arms;

The rest the winds dispers’d in empty air; The fair each moment rises in her charms, 140

all after, to the end of this canto, being additional



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With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre, Some dire disaster, or by force, or Night;
And breathes three amorous tighs to raise the fire. But what, or where, the fates have wrapp'd in
Then proftrate falls, and begs with ardent eyes

Soon to obtain, and long poffess the prize : Whether the nymph shall break Diana's law,
The powers gave ear, and granted half his prayer ; Or fome frail China-jar receive a flaw;
The reft, the winds dispers'd in empty air. Or stain her honour, or her new brocade;

But now secure the painted vessel glides, Forget her prayers, or miss a masquerade ;
The sun-beams trembling on the floating tides: Or lose her heart, or necklace at a ball ;
While melting music feals upon the sky,

Or whether Heaven has deem'd that Shock must
And soften'd sounds along the waters die ; 50

Smooth flow the waves, the zephers gently play, Haste then, ye spirits ! to your charge repair :
Belinda smil'd, and all the world was gay, The fluttering fan be Zephyretta's care;
All but the fylph--with careful thoughts opprest, The drops to thee, Brillante, we consign;
Th’impendirig wo sat heavy on his breaft. And, Momentilla, let the watch be thine;
He summons strait his denizens of air;

Do thou, Crispisa, çend her favourite Lock;
The lucid squadrons round the sails repair; Ariel himself shall be the guard of Shock.
Soft o'er the fhroud aërial whispers breathe, To fifty chosen fylphs, of special note,
That seein'd but zephyrs to the train beneath. We trust th' important charge, the petticoat :
Sone to the sun their insect wings unfold, Oft have we known that seven-fold fence to fail,
Wafe on he breeze, or sink in clouds of gold; 60 Though stiff with hoops, and arm'd with ribs of
Transparent forms, too fine for'mortal sight,

whale. Their fluid bodies half diffolv'd in light.

Form a strong line about the silver bound,
Lo se to the r ind their airy garments flew, And guard the wide circumference around.
Thin glittering textures of the filmy dew,

Whatever spirit, careless of his charge,
Dipp'd in the richest tinctures of the kies, His post neglects, or leaves the fair at large,
Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes, Shall feel Marp vengeance soon o'ertake his fins
While every beam new transient colours flings, Be stopp'd in vials, or tranfix'd with pins;
Colours that change whene'er they wave their Or plung'd in lakes of bitter wathes lie,

Or wedg'd whole ages in a bodkin's eye:
Amid the circle on the gilded mast,

Gums and pomatums shall his flight restrain, Sperior by the head was Ariel plac'd ; 70 While cloga'd he beats his Ulken wings in His purple pinions opening to the sun,

vain ;

139 He rais' a his azure wand and thus begun : Os alum ftyptics with contracting power

Ye fylp: s and fylphids, to your chief give ear; Shrink his thin essence like a shrivel'd flower :
Fays, fairies, genii, elves, and dæmons, hear ! Or, as Ixion fix'd, the wretch shall feel
Ye know the spheres, and various tasks align'd The giddy motion of the whirling mill,
By law eternal to th' aërial kind.

In fumes of burning chocolate shall glow,
Some in the fields of purest æther play,

And tremble at the sea that froths below! And back and whiten in the blaze of day;

He spoke; the spirits from the fails descend : Some guide the course of wondering orbs on Some, orb in orb, around the nymph extend ; high,

Some thrid the mazy ringlets of her hair;
Or roll the planets through the boundless sky; 80 Some hang upon the pendents of her ear;
Some life refin'd, beneath the moon's pale light With beating hearts the dire event they wait,
Pursue the stars that shoot athwart the night, Anxious, and trembling for the birth of fate.
Or suck the mills in groffer air below,
Or dip their pini ns in the painted bow,
O-brew fierce tempests on the wintery main,
Or o'er che gl be dittil the kindly rain.

Others on earth o'cr human race preside,
Watch all their ways, and all their actions guide : Close by those mcads, for ever crown'd with
Of these the chicf the care of nationa own,


(towers, And guard with arms divine the British throne. 90 Where Thames with pride surveys his rising Our humbler province is to tend the fair,

There stands a structure of majestic frame,
Not a less pleasing, though less glorious care ; Which from the neighbouring Hampton takes its
To save the powder from too ruile a gale,
Nor let th' imprisor'd effences exhale;

Here Britain's statesmen oft the fall foredoom
To draw fresh colours from the vernal flowers; of foreign tyrants, and of nymphs at home;
To deal from rainbows, ere they drop in showers, Here thou, great Anna' whom three realms obey,
A brighter wash; to curl their waving hairs,

Dost sometimes counsel take--and sometimes tea.
Alift their blushes, and ipipire their airs;
Nay oft, in creains, invention we below,
To change a Hounce, or add a furbelow.

This day, black omens threat the brightest

Ver. 1. Cloe by thosc meads,] The first edi.
That c'er deferv'd a watchiul spirits's care;

tion continues from this line to ver 24. of this





Hither the heroes and the nymphs resort, Puts forth one manly leg, to fight reveald, Totalte awhile the pleasures of a court;

The rest, his many-colour'd robe conceald. In various talk th' instructive hours they past. The rebel Knave, who dares his prince engage, Who gave the ball, or paid the visit last;

Proves the just victim of his royal rage.

60 One speaks the glory of the British queen, Ev'n mighty Pam, that Kings and Queens o'ero And one describes a charming Indian screen ;

threw, A third interprets motions, looks, and eyes; And mow'd down armies in the fights of Lu, At every word a reputation dies.

Sad chance of war! now deftitute of aid,
Snuff, or the fao, supply each pause of chat, Falls undistinguish'd by the victor Spade!
With singing, laughing, ogling, and all that. Thus far both armies to Belinda yield;

Meanwhile, declining from the noon of day, Now to the Baron fate inclines the field.
The fun obliquely shoots his burning ray ; His warlike Amazon her host invades,
The hungry judges foon the sentence fign, Th' imperial confort of the crown of Spades.
And wretches hang, that jurymen may dine; The Club's black tyrant first her victim dy'd,
The merchant from th’ Exchange returns in Spite of his haughty mien, and barbarous pride: 70

What boots the regal circle on his head.
And the long labours of the toilet cease.

His giant limbs in fate unwieldy spread; Belinda now, whom thirst of fame invites, That long behind he trails his pompous robe, Burns to encouuter two adventurous knights, And, of all monarchs, only grasps the globe? At Ombre lingly to decide their doom;

The Baron now his Diamonds pours apace ; And swells her breast with conquests yet to Th' embroider'd King who shows but half his come.

face, Strait che three bands prepare in arms to join, And his refulgent Queen with powers combin'd, Each band the number of the sacred nine, 30 of broken troops an easy conqueft find. Soon as she spreads her hand, th' aërial guard Clubs, Diamonds, Hearts, in wild disorder seen, Descend, and lie on each important card : With throngs promiscuous trow the level green. Se First Ariel perch'd upon a Matadore,

Thus when dispers'd a routed army runs,
Then each according to the rank they bore: Of Asia's troops, and Afric's sable fons,
For fylphs, yet mindful of their ancient race, With like confusion different nations fly,
Are, as when wonen, wondrous fond of place. Of various habit, and of various dye,

Behold, four Kings in majesty rever'd, The pierc'd battalions disunited fall,
With hoary wiskers and a forky beard;

Io heaps on heaps ; one fate o'ewhelms them all. And four fair Queens, whose hands sustain a The Knave of Diamonds tries his wily arts, flower,

And wins (oh shameful chance!) the Queen of Th' exprelive emblem of their softer power;

Hearts. Fuur Koaves in garbs succina, a trusty band; At this, the blood the virgin's face forsook, Caps on their heads, and halberts in their hand; A livid paleness spreads o'er all her look; And party-coloured troops, a shining train, She sees, and trembles at th' approaching ill, Drawn forth to combat on the velvet plain. Just in the jaws of ruin, and codille. The skilful nymph reviews her force with And now (as oft in some distemper's state)

On one nice trick depends the general fate, Let Spades be trumps! The said, and trumps they An Ace of Hearts steps forth : the King unseen

Lurk’d in her hand, and mourn'd his captive Now move to war her fable Matadores,

Queen : In show like leaders of the swarthy Moors. He springs to vengeance with an eager pace, Spadiilio fird, unconquerable Lord !

And falls like thunder on the prostrate Ace. Led off two captive crumps, and swept the The nym;h exulting fills with shouts the sky; board.


The walls, the woods, and long canals reply. 10 As many more Manillio forc'd to yield,

thoughtless mortals! ever blind to face, And march'd a victor from the verdant field. Too soon dejected, and too soon clate. Him Balto follow'd, but his fate more hard Sudden, these honours shall be laatch'd away, Gain'd but one trump, and one Plebeian card. And curs'd for ever this victorious day. With his broad sabre next, a chief in years,

For lo! the board with cups and spoons is The hoary Majesty of Spades appears,

The berries crackle, and the mill turns round:

On fining altars of Japan they raise

The fiiver lamp; the siery spirits blaze :
Ver. II, 12. Originally in the first edition, From silver spouts the grateful liquors glide,
In various talk the cheerful hours they past,

While China's earth receives the smoking Of, who was bit, or who capotted latt.

Ver. 24. And the lorg labours of the toilet ceale.] All that follows of the game at Ombre, was added fince the firit edition, tiil ver. 105, which connected thus :

Ver. 103. Sudden the board, &c.) From hence Sadden the board with cups and spoons is crown'd. I the first edition continues to ver. 134.






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At once they gratify their scent and taste, While fish in streams, or birds delight in air,
And frequent cups prolong the rich repaft. Or in a coach and fix the British fair,
Strait hover round the fair her airy band; As long as Atalantis shall be read,
Some, as the lipp'd, the fuming liquor fann'd; Or the small pillow grace a lady's bed,
Some o'er her laptheir carefulplumes display'd, While visits thall be paid on solemn days,
Trembling, and conscious of the rich brocade.

When numerous wax-lights in bright order blaze, Coffee (which makes the politician wise,

While nymphs take treats, or allignations give, And see through all things with his half-shut eyes) so long my honour, name, and praise, shall live! 170 Sent up in vapours to the Baron's brain

What time would spare, from Iteel receives its date, New stratagems, the radiant Lock to gain, And monuments, like njen, submit to fate! Ah cease, ralh youth! delia eru 'tis too late, Steel could the labour o. the gods deftrøy. Fear the just gods, and think of Scylla's fate! And strike to daft th' imperial powers of Troy ; Chang'd to a bird, and sent to fit in air,

Steel could the works of niortal pride confound, She dearly pays for Nisus injured hair!

And hew triumphal arches to the ground.
But when to mischief mortals bend their will, What wonder ohen, fair aymph! thy hairs should
How soon they find fit inftruments of ill!

Just then, Clarissa drew with tempting grace The conquering force of unregled feel?
A two-edg'd weapon from her shining cale :
So ladies, in romance, aslift their knight,
Present the spear, and arm him for the fight. T30
He takes thie gift with reverence, and extends

The little enginc on his fingers ends;
This just behind Belinda's neck he spread,

But anxious cares the penfive nymph oppress’d,
As o'er the fragrant steanas she bends her head.
Swift to the Loek a thousand sprites repair,

And fecret paflions labour'd in her brealt.
A thousand wings, by turns, blow back the hair; Not icórnful virgins who their charms furvive,

Not youthful kings in battle seiz'd alive,
And thrice they twitch'd the diamond in her ear;
Thrice she look'd back, and thrice the foc drew Not ardent loser) robb’d of all their bliss,

Not ancient ladies when refus'd a difs,

Not tyrants fierce that unrepenting die, Just in that instant, anxious Ariel fought

Not Cynthia when her mancau's pinn'd awry, The close recesses of the virgin's thought; 140 E'er felt fuch rage, resentment, and despair, As on the nosegay in her breast reclin'd, He watch'd tho ideas rising in her mind,

As thou, fad virgin ! for thy ravith'd hair. id Sudden he view'd, in spite of all her art,

For, that Tad moment, when the fylphs with

drew, An earthly lover lurking at her hcart,

And Ariel weeping from Belinda flew,
Amaz’d, consus'd, he found his power expir'd,

Umbriel, a dusky, melancholy sprite,
Relign'd to fate, and with a ligh retit'd.
The Peer now spreads the glittering forfex Down to the central earth, his proper scene,

As ever sully'd the fair face of light,

Repair'd to search the gloomy cave of 1pleen. T'inclose the Lock; now joins it, to divide.

Świft on his footy pinions flits the goome, Ev'n then, before the fatal engine clos'd, A wretched fylph too fondly interpos'd;

And in a vapour reach'd the difinal dome.

150 No cheerful breeze this fullen region knows, Fate urg'd the sheers, and cut the lylph in twain

The dreaded east is all the wind that blows. (But airy substance soon unites again)

Here in a grotto, shelter'd close from air, The meeting points the facred hair diffever

And screen'd in shades from day's detelted glare, From the fair head, for ever, and for ever! Then flath'd the living lightning from her eyes, Pain at her side, and Megrim at her bead.

She fighs for ever on her penlive bed, And screams of horror rend th'affrighted kics.

Two handmaids wait the throne : alike in Not louder fhrieks to pitying heaven are calt,

place, When hufbands, or when lap-dogs, breathe their

But differing far in figure and in face. laft!

Here stood ill-nature like an ancient maid, Or when rich China vesels, fallin from high, In glittering dutt and painted fragments lie? 160 Her wrinkled form in black and white array'd;

With fore of prayers, for mornings, nights, and Let wreaths of triumph now my temples twine

noons, (The victor cry'd), the glorious prize is mine!

Her band is fill'd; her bosom with lampoons. 3o



VARJATIONS. Ver. 134. In the first edition it was thus :

Ver. 11. For, that fad moment, &c.) All the As o'er the fragrant Atream fhe bends her head,

lincs from hence to the 94h verse, describe the First he expands che glittering forfex wide

house of Spleen, and are not in the first edition ; T'enclose the Lock; then joins it to divide : instead of them followed only thefc: The meeting points the sacred hair diflever While her rack'd foul repose and peace requires, From the fair head, for ever and for ever. Ver. 154. The fierce Thalestris fans the riling fires ;

All that is between was added afterwards. and continued at the 94th vesse of this Cauto.


There Affectation, with a fickly mien,

Belinda' burns with more than mortal ire, Shows in her cheek the roles of eighteen,

And fierce Thaleltris fans the rigug fire. Pradis'd to lisp, and hang the head afide. O wretched maid! the spread her hands, and Faints into airs, and fanguishes with pride,

cry'd, On the rich quilt finks with becoming wo, (While Hampton's echoes, wretched maid! rel'rapt in a gown, for lickness, and for thow.

ply'd) The fair ones feel such maladies as these,

Was it for this you took such constant care When each uew night-dress gives a new disease. The bodkin, comb, and effence, to prepare ?

A constant vapour o'er ske palace flies; for this your locks in paper durance bound, Strange phantoms rifing as the mists arisc; 40 For this with torturing irons wreath'd around? 100 Dreadful, as hermits dreams in haunted shades, For this with fillets (train'd your tender head, Or bright, as visions of expiring maids.

And bravely bore che double loads of lead ? Now glaring fiends, and snakes on solling spires, Cods : shall the ravilher display your hair, Pale Spedres, gaping tombs, and purple fires: While the fops envy, and the ladies stare? Now lakes of liquid gold, Elyfian scenes,

Honour forbid ! at whose unrival'd shrine And crystal domes, and angels in machines. Eafe, pleasure, virtue, all our sex resign,

Vanumber'd throngs on every side are seen, Methinks atready I your tears survey,
Of bodies chang'd to varions forms by fpleen. Already hear the horrid things they say,
Here living tea-pots ftand, one arm held out, Already see you a degraded toast,
One bent; the handle this, and that the spout : 50 And all your honour in a whisper lost !
A pípkin chere, like Homer's tripod, walks ; How shall I, then, your helpless fame defend ?
Here lighs a jar, and there a goofe-pye talks; 'Twill then be infamy to seem your friend!
Men prove with chikl, as powerful fancy works, And Mall this prize, th' inestimable prize,
And mails, turo'd bottles, call aloud for corks. Expos'd through crystal to the gazing eyes,

Safe past the gnome through this fantaftic band, And heightend by the diamond's circling rays,
A branch of healing spleen-wort in his hand, On that rapacious hand for ever blaze !
Then thus address d the power-liail, wayward Souner shall grass in Hyde Park circus grow,

And wits take lodgings in the sound of Bow? Who rule the fex to fifty from fifteen :

Sooner let earth, air, sea, to chaos fall, Parent of vapours, and of female wit,

Men, monkeys, lap-dogs, parrots, perith all! 120 Who give the hysteric, or poetic fit,

60 She said ; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, On various tempers act by various ways,

And bids her beau demand the precious hairs! Make some take phyfie, others scribble plays; (Sir Plume of amber snuff-box juftly vain, Who caose the proud their visits to delay,

And the nice conduct of a clouded cane) And íen the godly in a pet to pray.

With earnel eyes, and round unthinking face, A nymph there is, that all thy power disdains, He first the frull-box open'd, then the case, And thousands more in equal mirth maintains. And thus broke out My Lord, why, what the But oh: if e'er thy gncine could spoil a giace,

« devil? Or raise a pimple on a beauteous face,

u Zods: damn the Lock! 'fore Gad, you must Like citron-waters matrons cheeks inflame,

“ be civil: Or chang'd complexions at a loging game; 70 “ Plague on't ! 'tis past a jeit-nag prythee, pox! If e'er with airy horas I planted heads,

“ Give her the hair”-he spoke, and rapp'd his Or rumpled petticoats, or tumbled beds,


180 Or caus'd fufpicion where no foul was rude, It grieves me much (reply'd the peer again) Or discompos'd the head-dress of a prude, Who speaks so well should ever speak in vain ; Or c'er to coltive lap-dog gave disease,

But by thuis Lock, this sacred Lock, I swear, Which not the tears of brightest eyes could ease : j ( Which never more shall join its parted hair; Hear me, and touch Belinda with chagrin ; Which never more its honour shall renew, That single act gives half the world the fpleen, Clipp'd from the lovely head where late it grew) The goddess with a discontented air,

That while my nostrils draw the vital air, Seems to rejea him, though the grants his This hand, which won it, shall for ever weár. prayer.

80 He spoke, and speaking, in proud triumph fpread A wonderous bag with both her hands the binds, The long-contended honours of her head.

140 Like that where once Ulyffes held the winds ; But Umbriel, hateful gnome! forbears not so ; There the collects the force of female lungs, He breaks the vial whence the sorrows How. Sighs, lobs, and paflions, and the war of tongues. Then fee! the nymph in beauteous grief appears, A vial next the fills with fainting fears,

Her eyes half languishing, half drown'd in tears; Soft Sorrows, melting griefs, and flowing tears. On her heav'd bosom hung her drooping head, The gnome rejoicing bears her gifts away, Which, with a ligh, she rais'd; and thus the said: Spreads his black wings, and dowly mounts to For ever cursed be this decefted day, day.

Which snatch'd my beft, my favourite curl away! Sunk in Thaletris' arms the nymph he found, Happy: ah, ten times happy had I been, Her eyes dejected, and her hair unbound. go If Hampton-court these eyes had never seen! 150 Full o'er their beads the swelling bag hc rent, Yet am not I the first mistaken maid And all the furies issued as the venit.

By love of courts to numerous ills betray'do

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