XXVII. SOME kind angel, gently flying, Tell Corinna, fince we parted, Tell her how her lover, mourning, Tell her too, not diftant places, Will fhe be but true and kind, Join'd with time and change of paces, E'er shall shake my conftant mind. XXVIII, XXVIII. NELL Y. WHILST others proclaim This nymph, or that fwain, Dearest Nelly the lovely I'll fing; She shall grace every verse, I'll her beauties rehearse, Which lovers can't think an ill thing. Her eyes fhine as bright Would a hermit make merry, And black as a coal is her hair. Her breath, like a rofe, Its fweets does difclofe, Whenever you ravish a kiss; Like ivory inchas'd, Her teeth are well plac'd, An exquifite beauty she is. Her Her plump breafts are white, There Cupid discovers her charms; And think of the beft: 'Tis Heaven to die in her arms. She's blooming as May, Brifk, lively, and gay, The Graces play all round about her; She's prudent and witty, Sings wondrously pretty, And there is no living without her. M-IS MISCELLANE A. A D COMITEM DORCES TRIÆ, IN ANNUM INEUNTEM MDCLXXXIV. AD JA NUM. SIC tua perpetuis fument altaria donis, Plurima fic flammæ pabula mittat Arabs; Jane Jane fave, Domini veniet natalis ad aras; NISI ISI tuam jampridem benevolentiam & laudatam ab expertis audiviffem, & expertus ipfe fæpif fimè laudaffem, & pudor & triftitia confcio mihi filentium indixiffent: at enim V. R. dum coram patrono, amico, patre, provolvor, te non dubitat impetrare andax dolor per accepta olim beneficia, per effluentes lacrymas (& hæ mentiri nefciunt) perque tuum ifthunc celeberrimum candorem, quem imprudens læfi, folicitus repeto ut peccanti ignofcas, & obliteres |