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A LOVER's ANGER."

'S CLOE came into the Room t'other Day,

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I peevish began; Where fo long cou'd You ftay? Life-time You never regarded your Hour: You promis'd at Two; and (pray look Child) 'tis Four, A Lady's Watch needs neither Figures nor Wheels:

'Tis enough, that 'tis loaded with Baubles and Seals, A Temper fo heedlefs no Mortal can bear

Thus far I went on with a refolute Air.

Lord blefs Me! faid She; let a Body but fpeak:
Here's an ugly hard Rose-bud fall'n into my Neck:
It has hurt Me, and vext Me to fuch a Degree-
See here; for You never believe Me ; pray fee,
On the left Side my Breaft what a Mark it has made,
So faying, her Bofom She careless difplay'd.
That Seat of Delight I with Wonder furvey'd ;
And forgot ev'ry Word I defign'd to have faid.

MERCURY and CUPID.

́Ñ fullen Humour one Day Jove

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Sent HERMES down to IDA's Grove,
Commanding CUPID to deliver

His Store of Darts, his total Quiver ;
That HERMES fhou'd the Weapons break,
Or throw 'em into LETHE'S Lake,

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HERMES, You know, muft do his Errand :
He found his Man, produc'd his Warrant:

CUPID, your Darts- this very Hour
There's no contending against Power.

How fullen JUPITER, just now
I think I faid and You'll allow,
That CUPID was as bad as He :
Hear but the Youngster's Repartée.
Come Kinsman (faid the little God):
Put off your Wings; lay by your Rod;
Retire with Me to yonder Bower;
And reft your felf for half an Hour :
'Tis far indeed from hence to Heav'n :
And You fly faft: and 'tis but Seven,
We'll take one cooling Cup of Nectar;
And drink to this, Celestial, Hector

} He break my Darts, or hurt my Pow'r !
He, LEDA's Swan, and Dana E's Show'r !
Go, bid him his Wife's Tongue restrain ;
And mind his Thunder, and his Rain.
My Darts? O certainly I'll give 'em:
From CLO's Eyes He shall receive 'em.
There's One, the best in all my Quiver,
Twang! thro' his very Heart and Liver.
He then shall Pine, and Sigh, and Rave:
Good Lord! what Buftle fhall We have!
NEPTUNE must straight be sent to Sea;
And FLORA fummon'd twice a-day:
One must find Shells, and t'other Flow'rs,
For cooling Grotts, and fragrant Bow'rs,

That

That CLOE may be ferv'd in State :
The HOURS muft at Her Toilet wait :
Whilft all the reasoning Fools below,
Wonder their Watches go too flow.
LYBS muft fly South, and EURUS Eait,,
For Jewels for Her Hair and Breast :
No Matter tho' their cruel Hafte.."
Sink Cities, and lay Forests waste.
No Matter tho' This Fleet be loft;
Or That lie wind-bound on the Coaft.
What whifp'ring in my Mother's Ear!
What Care, that JUNO fhou'd not hear!
What Work among You Scholar Gods!
PHOEBUS muft write Him am'rous Odes:
And Thou, poor Coufin, must compose
His Letters in fubmiffive Profe:
Whilft haughty CLOE, to fuftain
The Honour of My myftiek Reign,
Shall all his Gifts and Vows difdain;

And laugh at your Old Bully's Pain...

Dear Couz, faid HERMES in a Fright,

For Heav'n fake keep your Darts: Good Night.

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On BE A U T r.

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RIDDLE.

RESOLVE Me, CLOE, what is THIS:

Or forfeit me One precious Kiss.

"Tis the firft Off-fpring of the Graces;
Bears diff'rent Forms in diff'rent Places;
Acknowledg'd fine, where-e'er beheld;
Yet fancy'd finer, when conceal'd. ‹
'Twas FLOR A's Wealth, and CIRCE's Charm;
PANDORA'S Box of Good and Harm:
'Twas MAR's Wifh, ENDYMION's Dream;
APELLES' Draught, and OvID's Theme.
THIS guided THESE US thro' the Maze;
And fent Him home with Life and Praife.
But This undid the PHRYGIAN BOY.;
And blew the Flames that ruin'd TROY. o
THIS fhew'd great Kindness to old GREECE,
And help'd rich JASON to the Fleece.
THIS thro' the East just Vengeance hurl'd,
And loft poor ANTHONY the World.
Injur'd, tho' LUCRECE found her Doom
THIS banish'd Tyranny from ROME.
Appeas'd, tho' LAIS gain'd her Hire;
THIS fet PERSEPOLIS on Fire."
For THIS ALCIDES lea n'd to Spin;
His Club laid down, and Lion's Skin,

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For THIS APOLLO deign'd to keep,

With fervile Care, a Mortal's Sheep.
For THIS the Father of the Gods,
Content to leave His high Abodes,
In borrow'd Figures loosely ran,
EUROPA'S Bull, and LEDA's Swan.
For THIS He reaffumes the Nod;
(While SEMELE commands the God)
Launces the Bolt, and fhakes the Poles;
Tho' Moмus laughs, and JUNO fcolds.
Here lift'ning CLOE fmil'd, and faid;
Your Riddle is not hard to read :

I guess it

Fair one, if You do ;

Need I, alas! the Theme purfue?

For THIS Thou feeft, for THIS. I leave,

Whate'er the World thinks Wise or Grave,
Ambition, Business, Friendship, News,
My useful Books, and ferious Muse.
For THIS I willingly decline

The Mirth of Feafts, and Joys of Wine;

And chufe to fit and talk with Thee,
(As Thy great Orders may decree)
Of Cocks and Bulls, of Flutes and Fiddles,
Of Idle Tales, and foolish Riddles.

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