From Delia's rage, and Fortune's frown, Dear Sir, and make me yours for ever. DOCTORS DIFFE R. WHEN Willis * of Ephraim heard Rochester † preach, Thus Bentley faid to him, I pr'ythee, dear brother, E P MEEK EEK Francis lies here, friend: without ftop or stay, *Bishop of Gloucefter. + Bp. Atterbury. See Atterbury's Letters, in Pope's Works, ed. 1751. Оп On Bishop ATTERBURY's burying the Duke of 66 BUCKINGHAM, 1720. "I HAVE no hopes," the Duke he fays, and dies; "In fure and certain hopes," the Prelate cries : Of these two learned Peers, I pr'ythee, fay, man, Who is the lying Knave, the Prieft or Layman? The Duke he ftands an Infidel confeft, He's our dear Brother," quoth the lordly Priest. The Duke though Knave, ftill "Brother dear," he cries; And who can fay, the Reverend Prelate lies? U PON HONOUR. A FRAGMENT. HONOUR, I fay, or honeft fame, I mean the fubftance, not the name; + Order of the Garter, ENIGMA. BY Y birth I'm a flave, yet can give you a crown, I difpofe of all honours, myfelf having none; I'm oblig'd by just maxims to govern my life, Yet I hang my own master, and lie with his wife. When men are a-gaming, I cunningly sneak, And their cudgels and fhovels away from them take. Fair maidens and ladies I by the hand get, And pick off their diamonds, though ne'er fo well fet. For when I have comrades we rob in whole bands, Then presently take off your lands from your hands. But, this fury once over, I've fuch winning arts, That you love me much more than you do your ow hearts. ANOTHER. NORM'D half beneath, and half above the earth, Fo We fifters owe to art our fecond birth: The Smith's and Carpenter's adopted daughters, Made on the land, to travel on the waters. Swifter they move, as they are straiter bound, Yet neither tread the air, or wave, or ground: They ferve the poor for ufe, the rich for whim, Sink when it rains, and when it freezes fwim. THE OLD GENTRY. HAT all from Adam first began, THAT None but ungodly Woolfton doubts; And that his fon, and his fon's fon, Were all but ploughmen, clowns, and louts. VOL. II. Each, Each, when his ruftic pains began, And favour to a court's affection; And fons of Anftis by election. Kingfale! eight hundred years have roll'd, Add, that my kindred do so now. The man who by his labour gets THE L' INSATIABLE PRIEST. UKE Preach-ill admires what we Laymen can mean, That thus by our profit and pleasure are sway'd, He has but three livings, and would be a Dean; His Wife dy'd this year, he has marry'd his Maid. To fupprefs all his carnal defires in their birth, At all hours a lufty young huffy is near : And, to take off his thoughts from the things of this earth, He can be content with two thousand a year. Garter King at Arms. A FRENCH A FRENCH SONG IMITATED. WHY WHY thus from the plain does my fhepherdess rove, Forfaking her fwain, and neglecting his love? You have heard all my grief, you fee how I die, Oh! give fome relief to the fwain whom you fly. How can you complain, or what am I to say, Since my dog lies unfed, and my sheep run aftray? Need I tell what I mean, that I languish alone! When I leave all the plain, you may guess 'tis for One. No A CASE STATE D. OW how fhall I do with my love and my pride, Dear Dick *, give me counfel, if Friendship has any; Pry'thee purge, or let blood! furly Richard reply'd, And forget the coquette in the arms of your Nanny t. While I pleaded with paffion how much I deferv'd, For the pains and the torments of more than a year; She look'd in an almanack, whence the obferv'd, That it wanted a fortnight to Bart'l'mew-fair. My Cowley and Waller how vainly I quote, While my negligent judge only hears with her eye! In a long flaxen wig, and embroider'd new coat, Her fpark faying nothing talks better than I. Mr. Shelton. + Mrs. Durham. S 2 UPON |