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L UKE Preach-ill admires what we Laymen can
meam ;
That thus by our profit and pleafure are fway'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 carna! defires in their birth,
At all hours a lufty young huffey is near :
And, to take off his thoughts from the things of this
earth,
He can be content with two thoufand a year.

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W,, Y thus from the plain does thy fhepherdefs rove, - . Forfaking her fwain, and negle&ting his love ? You have heard all my grief, you fee how I dfe, 6h ! give fome reliefto the fwain whom you fly.

How can you complain, or what am Ito fay, Since my dog lies unfed, and my fheep run aftray? Need I tell what I mean, that I languifh alone !

When I leave all the plain, you mayguefs *tis for One. A

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C A S E S T A T E D.

Now how fhall I do with my love and my pride;
Dear Dick *, give me counfel, if Friendfhip has
any ;
Pry'thee purge, or let blood! furly Richard reply'd,
And forget the coquette in the arms of your
Nanny f.

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 fhe 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. Sheltom. f Mrs. Durham. u P o N

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I KNOW that Fortune long has wanted fight,
And therefore pardon'd when fhe did not right ;
But yet till then it never did appear,
That, as fhe wanted eyes, fhe could not hear ;
I begg'd that fhe would give leave to lofe,
A thing fhe does not commonly refufe !
Two matadores are out againft my game,
Yet ftiil I play, and ftill my luck's the fame:
Unconquer'd in three fuits it does remain,
Whereas I only afk in one to gain ;
Yet fhe, ftill contradi&ting, gifts imparts,
And give fuccefs in every fuits—but Hearts.

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S O FT Cupid, wanton, amorous boy,
The other day, mov'd with my lyre,

In flattering accents fpoke his joy,
And utter'd thus his fond defire.

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Two kifTes from my mother dear,
Thyrfis, thy due reward fhall be ;

None, none, like Beauty's Queen is fair,
Paris has vouch'd this truth for me.

I ftrait

I ftrait reply'd, Thou know'ft alone
That brighteft Chloe rules my breaft,
I '11 fing the Two inftead of One,
If thou 'lt be kind, and make me bleft.
One kifs from Chloe's lips, no more,
I crave : He promis*d me fuccefs ;
I play'd with all my fkill and power,
My glowing paffion to exprefs.
But, oh ! my Chloe, beauteous maid !
Wilt thou the wifh'd reward beftow ?
Wilt thou make good what Love has faid,
And, by thy grant, his power fhow ?

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P EN, ink, and wax, and paper fend
To the kind wife, the lovely friend :
Smiling, bid her freely write
What her happy thoughts indite ;
Of virtue, goodnefs, peace, and love,
Thoughts which angels may approve.

A LETTE*

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