Thinks wit the bane of converfation, THE FLIES. SAY, fire of infects, mighty Sol, (Says th' other, perch'd upon the wheel) Raife fuch a cloud of duft as I ? My judgment turn'd the whole debate; Tofs up their heads, and ftretch their wings. THU THE FEMALE PHAETON. HUS Kitty, beautiful and young, II. Inflam'd with rage at fad reftraint III. What has she better, pray, than I? VI. Dearest Mamma, for once let me I'll have my earl as well as fhe, VII. I'll foon with Jenny's pride quit fcore, They'll grieve I was not loos'd before; VIII. Fondnefs prevail'd, mamma gave way: Kitty, at heart's defire, Obtain'd the chariot for a day, 12 16 20 24 28 And fet the world on fire. 32 THE WANDERING PILGRIM. Humbly addressed to SIR THOMAS FRANKLAND, BART. WILL ILL Piggot must to Coxwould Unless Sir Thomas fay No, no, Th' allowance is too fcant. II. go, 4 The gracious knight full well does weet To keep a man each day in meat; Some bread to meat is due. Gra'mercy, Sirs, ye're in the right; Prefcriptions all can fell, But he that does not eat cann't fh * * * Or pifs if good drink fail. VI. But pafs-The Æfculapian crew, Who eat and quaff the best, They feldom mifs to bake and brew, Or lin to break their faft. VII. Could Yorkshire tyke but do the fame, 8 12 16 20 But Fortune, Fortune, cruel Dame, VIII. In Will's old master's plenteous days What need of fpeaking in his praife? IX. At his fam'd gate ftood Charity Dwelt there both night and day. X. But to conclude, and be concife, XI. There is but one, but one alone, Can fet the pilgrim free, And make him ceafe to pine and moan; O Frankland, it is thee. XII. Oh! fave him from a dreary way; To Coxwould he must hie, Bereft of thee he wends aftray, At Coxwould he must die. XIII. Oh! let him in thy hall but stand, And wear a porter's gown, Duteous to what thou may'st command, Thus William's wishes crown. NONPAREIL. LET others from the Town retire, And in the fields feek new delight; My Phillis does fucli joys inspire, 28 32 36 44 48 52 II. Lilies and rofes there combine, Transparent is her skin fo fine, To this each crystal stream must yield. IV. Her voice more sweet than warbling found, V. Both light and vital heat they give, VI. Such fruit I ween did once deceive VII. Yet fo delicious is its tafte, I cannot from the bait abstain, A THE DESPAIRING SHEPHERD. LEXIS fhunn'd his fellow fwains, |