081:00,000[' ]| 081:00,000[' ]| 081:01,000[' ]| 081:01,001[A ]| Sweetest bud of beauty, may 081:01,002[A ]| No untimely frost decay 081:01,003[A ]| The early glories which we trace, 081:01,004[A ]| Blooming in thy matchless face; 081:01,005[A ]| But kindly opening, like the rose, 081:01,006[A ]| Fresh beauties every day disclose, 081:01,007[A ]| Such as by nature are not shown 081:01,008[A ]| In all the blossoms she has blown ~~ 081:01,009[A ]| And then what conquest shall you make, 081:01,010[A ]| Who hearts already daily take? 081:01,011[A ]| Scorched in the morning with thy beams, 081:01,012[A ]| How shall we bear those sad extremes 081:01,013[A ]| Which must attend thy threatening eyes 081:01,014[A ]| When thou shalt to thy noon arise? 081:02,000[' ]| 081:02,001[A ]| Cloris, it is not in our power 081:02,002[A ]| To say how long our love will last, 081:02,003[A ]| It may be we within this hour 081:02,004[A ]| May lose those joys we now may taste; 081:02,005[A ]| The blessed that immortal be 081:02,006[A ]| From change in love are only free. 081:02,007[A ]| And though you now immortal seem 081:02,008[A ]| (Such is the exactness of your frame), 081:02,009[A ]| Those that your beauty so esteem 081:02,010[A ]| Will find it cannot last the same; 081:02,011[A ]| Love from your eyes has stolen my fire, 081:02,012[A ]| As apt to waste and to expire. 081:02,013[A ]| Then since we mortal lovers are, 081:02,014[A ]| Let's question not how long 'twill last, 081:02,015[A ]| But while we love let us take care 081:02,016[A ]| Each minute be with pleasure past; 081:02,017[A ]| It were a madness to deny 081:02,018[A ]| To live because we're sure to die. 081:02,019[A ]| Fear not, though love and beauty fail, 081:02,020[A ]| My reason shall my heart direct, 081:02,021[A ]| Your kindness now will then prevail 081:02,022[A ]| And passion turn into respect; 081:02,023[A ]| Cloris, at worst you'll in the end 081:02,024[A ]| But change your lover for a friend. 081:03,000[' ]| 081:03,000[' ]| 081:03,000[' ]| 081:03,001[B ]| Tell me, gentle Strephon, why 081:03,002[B ]| You from my embraces fly? 081:03,003[B ]| Does my love thy love destroy? 081:03,004[B ]| Tell me, I will yet be coy. 081:03,005[B ]| Stay, o stay, and I will feign 081:03,006[B ]| (Though I break my heart) disdain; 081:03,007[B ]| But lest I too unkind appear, 081:03,008[B ]| For every frown I'll shed a tear. 081:03,009[B ]| And if in vain I court thy love, 081:03,010[B ]| Let mine at least thy pity move; 081:03,011[B ]| Ah! while I scorn, vouchsafe to woo ~~ 081:03,012[B ]| Methinks you may dissemble too. 081:03,000[' ]| 081:03,013[C ]| Ah Phillis, that you would contrive 081:03,014[C ]| A way to keep my love alive; 081:03,015[C ]| But all your other charms must fail 081:03,016[C ]| When kindness ceases to prevail. 081:03,017[C ]| Alas! no less than you I grieve 081:03,018[C ]| My dying flame has no reprieve; 081:03,019[C ]| For I can never hope to find, 081:03,020[C ]| Should all the nymphs I court be kind, 081:03,021[C ]| One beauty able to renew 081:03,022[C ]| Those pleasures I enjoyed in you, 081:03,023[C ]| When love and youth did both conspire 081:03,024[C ]| To fill our breasts and veins with fire. 081:03,025[C ]| 'Tis true, some other nymph may gain 081:03,026[C ]| That heart which merits your disdain; 081:03,027[C ]| But second love has still allay, 081:03,028[C ]| The joys grow aged and decay. 081:03,029[C ]| Then blame me not for losing more 081:03,030[C ]| Than love and beauty can restore, 081:03,031[C ]| And let this truth thy comfort prove, 081:03,032[C ]| I would, but can no longer love. 081:04,000[' ]| 081:04,001[A ]| If I my Celia could persuade 081:04,002[A ]| To see those wounds her eyes have made, 081:04,003[A ]| And hear whilst I that passion tell, 081:04,004[A ]| Which, like herself, does so excel, 081:04,005[A ]| How soon we might be freed from care! 081:04,006[A ]| She need not fear, nor I despair. 081:04,007[A ]| Such beauty does the nymph protect, 081:04,008[A ]| That all approach her with respect; 081:04,009[A ]| And can I offer violence 081:04,010[A ]| Where love does join in her defence? 081:04,011[A ]| This guard might all her fears disperse, 081:04,012[A ]| Did she with savages converse. 081:04,013[A ]| Then I my Celia would surprise 081:04,014[A ]| With what's produced by her own eyes ~~ 081:04,015[A ]| Those matchless flames which they inspire 081:04,016[A ]| In her own breast should raise a fire; 081:04,017[A ]| For love, but with more subtle art, 081:04,018[A ]| As well as beauty charms the heart. 081:05,000[' ]| 081:05,001[A ]| Hopeless I languish out my days, 081:05,002[A ]| Struck with Urania's conquering eyes; 081:05,003[A ]| The wretch at whom she darts these rays 081:05,004[A ]| Must feel the wound until he dies. 081:05,005[A ]| Though endless be her cruelty, 081:05,006[A ]| Calling her beauties to my mind, 081:05,007[A ]| I bow beneath her tyranny 081:05,008[A ]| And dare not murmur she's unkind. 081:05,009[A ]| Reason this tameness does upbraid, 081:05,010[A ]| Proffering to arm in my defence; 081:05,011[A ]| But when I call her to my aid, 081:05,012[A ]| She's more a traitor than my sense. 081:05,013[A ]| No sooner I the war declare 081:05,014[A ]| But straight her succour she denies, 081:05,015[A ]| And joining forces with the fair 081:05,016[A ]| Confirms the conquest of her eyes. 081:06,000[' ]| 081:06,001[A ]| After a pretty amorous discourse, 081:06,002[A ]| She does resist my love with pleasing force, 081:06,003[A ]| Moved not with anger but with modesty: 081:06,004[A ]| Against her will she is my enemy. 081:06,005[A ]| Her eyes the rudeness of her arms excuse, 081:06,006[A ]| Those do accept what these seem to refuse; 081:06,007[A ]| To ease my passion and to make me blest, 081:06,008[A ]| The linen of itself falls from her breast; 081:06,009[A ]| Then with her lovely hands she does conceal 081:06,010[A ]| Those wonders chance so kindly did reveal. 081:06,011[A ]| In vain, alas, her nimble fingers strove 081:06,012[A ]| To keep her beauties from my greedy love; 081:06,013[A ]| Guarding her breasts, they do her lips expose, 081:06,014[A ]| To save a lily she must lose a rose. 081:06,015[A ]| What charms are here in every part? what grace? 081:06,016[A ]| A hundred hands can't shield each beauteous place. 081:06,017[A ]| Now she consents, her force she does recall, 081:06,018[A ]| And since I must have part she'll give me all. 081:06,019[A ]| Her arms, which did repulse me, now embrace 081:06,020[A ]| And seem to guide me to the fought-for place. 081:06,021[A ]| Her love is in her sparkling eyes expressed, 081:06,022[A ]| She falls on the bed for pleasure more than rest. 081:06,023[A ]| But oh, strange passions! oh, abortive joy! 081:06,024[A ]| My zeal does my devotion quite destroy: 081:06,025[A ]| Come to the temple where I should implore 081:06,026[A ]| My saint, I worship at the sacred door. 081:06,027[A ]| Oh cruel chance! the town which did oppose 081:06,028[A ]| My strength so long now yields to my dispose 081:06,029[A ]| When, overjoyed with victory, I fall 081:06,030[A ]| Dead at the foot of the surrendered wall. 081:06,031[A ]| Without the usual ceremony, we 081:06,032[A ]| Have both fulfilled the amorous mystery; 081:06,033[A ]| The action which we should have jointly done, 081:06,034[A ]| Each has unluckily performed alone; 081:06,035[A ]| The union which our bodies should enjoy, 081:06,036[A ]| The union of our eager souls destroy. 081:06,037[A ]| Our flames are punished by their own excess ~~ 081:06,038[A ]| We'd had more pleasure had our love been less. 081:06,039[A ]| She blushed and frowned, perceiving we had done 081:06,040[A ]| The sport she thought we had not yet begun. 081:06,041@a | Alas, 081:06,041[A ]| said I, 081:06,041@a | condemn yourself, not me; 081:06,042@a | This is the effect of too much modesty. 081:06,043@a | Hence with that harmful virtue, the delight 081:06,044@a | Of both our victories was lost in the fight; 081:06,045@a | From my defeat your glory does arise, 081:06,046@a | My weakness proves the vigour of your eyes; 081:06,047@a | They did consume the victim, ere it came 081:06,048@a | Unto the altar, with a purer flame. 081:06,049@a | Phillis, let this same comfort ease your care, 081:06,050@a | You'd been more happy had you been less fair. 081:07,000[' ]| 081:07,001[A ]| How far are they deceived who hope in vain 081:07,002[A ]| A lasting lease of joys from love to obtain! 081:07,003[A ]| All the dear sweets we promise or expect, 081:07,004[A ]| After enjoyment turns to cold neglect; 081:07,005[A ]| Could love a constant happiness have known, 081:07,006[A ]| The mighty wonder had in me been shown. 081:07,007[A ]| Our passions were so favoured by fate, 081:07,008[A ]| As if she meant them an eternal date; 081:07,009[A ]| So kind he looked, such tender words he spoke, 081:07,010[A ]| 'Twas past belief such vows should e'er be broke. 081:07,011[A ]| Fixed on my eyes, how often would he say 081:07,012[A ]| He could with pleasure gaze an age away; 081:07,013[A ]| When thoughts too great for words had made him mute, 081:07,014[A ]| In kisses he would tell my hand his suit. 081:07,015[A ]| So great his passion was, so far above 081:07,016[A ]| The common gallantries that pass for love, 081:07,017[A ]| At worst I thought if he unkind should prove, 081:07,018[A ]| His ebbing passion would be kinder far 081:07,019[A ]| Than the first transports of all others are. 081:07,020[A ]| Nor was my love weaker or less than his, 081:07,021[A ]| In him I centred all my hopes of bliss; 081:07,022[A ]| For him my duty to my friends forgot, 081:07,023[A ]| For him I lost ~~ alas! what lost I not? 081:07,024[A ]| Fame, all the valuable things of life, 081:07,025[A ]| To meet his love by a less name than wife. 081:07,026[A ]| How happy was I then, how dearly blest, 081:07,027[A ]| When this great man lay panting on my breast, 081:07,028[A ]| Looking such things as ne'er can be expressed! 081:07,029[A ]| Thousand fresh looks he gave me every hour, 081:07,030[A ]| Whilst greedily I did his looks devour ~~ 081:07,031[A ]| Till quite o'ercome with charms I trembling lay, 081:07,032[A ]| At every look he gave melted away; 081:07,033[A ]| I was so highly happy in his love, 081:07,034[A ]| Methought I pitied them that dwelt above! 081:07,035[A ]| Think then, thou greatest, loveliest, falsest man, 081:07,036[A ]| How you have vowed, how I have loved, and then, 081:07,037[A ]| My faithless dear, be cruel if you can! 081:07,038[A ]| How I have loved, I cannot, need not tell ~~ 081:07,039[A ]| No, every act has shown I loved too well. 081:07,040[A ]| Since first I saw you, I ne'er had a thought 081:07,041[A ]| Was not entirely yours; to you I brought 081:07,042[A ]| My virgin innocence and freely made 081:07,043[A ]| My love an offering to your noble bed. 081:07,044[A ]| Since when, you've been the Star by which I steered, 081:07,045[A ]| And nothing else but you I loved or feared. 081:07,046[A ]| Your smiles I only live by and I must, 081:07,047[A ]| Whene'er you frown, be shattered into dust. 081:07,048[A ]| Oh! can the coldness that you show me now 081:07,049[A ]| Suit with the generous heat you once did show? 081:07,050[A ]| I cannot live on pity or respect ~~ 081:07,051[A ]| A thought so mean would my whole frame infect; 081:07,052[A ]| Less than your love I scorn, Sir, to expect. 081:07,053[A ]| Let me not live in dull indifferency, 081:07,054[A ]| But give me rage enough to make me die! 081:07,055[A ]| For if from you I needs must meet my fate, 081:07,056[A ]| Before your pity I would choose your hate. 081:08,000[' ]| 081:08,001[A ]| Let equipage and dress despair; 081:08,002[A ]| Since Basset is come in, 081:08,003[A ]| There's nothing can engage the fair 081:08,004[A ]| But money and Morin. 081:08,005[A ]| Is any countess in distress? 081:08,006[A ]| She flies not to the beau; 081:08,007[A ]| 'Tis coney only can redress 081:08,008[A ]| Her grief with a rouleau. 081:08,009[A ]| By this bewitching game betrayed, 081:08,010[A ]| Poor love is bought and sold, 081:08,011[A ]| And that which should be a free trade 081:08,012[A ]| Is all engrossed by gold. 081:08,013[A ]| Even sense is brought into disgrace 081:08,014[A ]| Where company is met, 081:08,015[A ]| Or silent stands or leaves the place 081:08,016[A ]| While all the talk's Basset. 081:08,017[A ]| Why, ladies, will you stake your hearts 081:08,018[A ]| Where a plain cheat is found? 081:08,019[A ]| You first are rooked out of those darts 081:08,020[A ]| That give yourselves the wound. 081:08,021[A ]| The time which should be kindly lent 081:08,022[A ]| To plays and witty men, 081:08,023[A ]| In waiting for a knave is spent, 081:08,024[A ]| Or wishing for a ten. 081:08,025[A ]| Stand in defence of your own charms: 081:08,026[A ]| Throw down this favourite, 081:08,027[A ]| Who threatens, with his dazzling arms, 081:08,028[A ]| Your beauty and your wit. 081:08,029[A ]| What pity 'tis those conquering eyes, 081:08,030[A ]| Which all the world subdue, 081:08,031[A ]| Should, while the lover gazing dies, 081:08,032[A ]| Be minding an alpue. 081:09,000[' ]| 081:09,000[' ]| 081:09,000[A ]| Madam, 081:09,001[A ]| With so much wonder we are struck 081:09,002[A ]| When we begin to read your matchless book, 081:09,003[A ]| A while your own excess of merit stays 081:09,004[A ]| Our forward pens, and does suspend your praise 081:09,005[A ]| Till time our minds does gently recompose, 081:09,006[A ]| Allays this wonder, and our duty shows; 081:09,007[A ]| Instructs us how your virtues to proclaim 081:09,008[A ]| And what we ought to pay to your great fame ~~ 081:09,009[A ]| Your fame which in your country has no bounds, 081:09,010[A ]| But wheresoever learning's known it sounds. 081:09,011[A ]| Those graces nature did till now divide 081:09,012[A ]| (Your sex's glory, and our sex's pride) 081:09,013[A ]| Are joined in you, and all to you submit, 081:09,014[A ]| The brightest beauty and the sharpest wit. 081:09,015[A ]| No faction here or fiercer envy sways, 081:09,016[A ]| They give you myrtle, while we offer bays. 081:09,017[A ]| What mortal dares dispute those wreaths with you, 081:09,018[A ]| Armed thus with lightning and with thunder too. 081:09,019[A ]| This made the great Newcastle's heart your prize; 081:09,020[A ]| Your charming soul and your victorious eyes 081:09,021[A ]| Had only power his martial mind to tame, 081:09,022[A ]| And raise in his heroic breast a flame: 081:09,023[A ]| A flame which with his courage still aspires, 081:09,024[A ]| As if immortal fuel fed those fires. 081:09,025[A ]| This mighty chief and your great self made one, 081:09,026[A ]| Together the same race of glory run; 081:09,027[A ]| Together on the wings of fame you move, 081:09,028[A ]| Like yours his virtue, and like his your love. 081:09,029[A ]| While we, your praise endeavouring to rehearse 081:09,030[A ]| Pay that great duty in our humble verse, 081:09,031[A ]| Such as may justly move your anger; you 081:09,032[A ]| Like heaven forgive them, and accept them too. 081:09,033[A ]| But what we cannot your brave Hero pays, 081:09,034[A ]| He builds those monuments we strive to raise; 081:09,035[A ]| Such as to after-ages shall make known, 081:09,036[A ]| While he records your deathless fame, his own; 081:09,037[A ]| So when an artist some rare beauty draws, 081:09,038[A ]| Both in our wonder share and our applause; 081:09,039[A ]| His skill, from time, secures the glorious dame, 081:09,040[A ]| And makes himself immortal in her fame. 081:10,000[' ]| 081:10,000[' ]| 081:10,001[A ]| 'Tis not in this as in the former age, 081:10,002[A ]| When wit alone sufficed to adorn the stage, 081:10,003[A ]| When things well said an audience could invite, 081:10,004[A ]| Without the hope of such a gaudy sight. 081:10,005[A ]| What with your fathers took would take with you, 081:10,006[A ]| If wit had still the charm of being new; 081:10,007[A ]| Had not enjoyment dulled your appetite, 081:10,008[A ]| She in her homely dress would yet delight; 081:10,009[A ]| Such stately theatres we need not raise, 081:10,010[A ]| Our old House would put off our dullest plays. 081:10,011[A ]| You gallants know, a fresh wench of sixteen 081:10,012[A ]| May drive the trade in honest bombasine 081:10,013[A ]| And never want good custom, should she lie 081:10,014[A ]| In a back room, two or three stories high. 081:10,015[A ]| But such a beauty as has long been known, 081:10,016[A ]| Though not decayed but to perfection grown, 081:10,017[A ]| Must, if she mean to thrive in this lewd town, 081:10,018[A ]| Wear points, laced petticoats, and a rich gown; 081:10,019[A ]| Her lodgings too must with her dress agree, 081:10,020[A ]| Be hung with damask or with tapestry, 081:10,021[A ]| Have china, cabinets, and a great glass 081:10,022[A ]| To strike respect into an amorous ass. 081:10,023[A ]| Without the help of stratagems and arts, 081:10,024[A ]| An old acquaintance cannot touch your hearts. 081:10,025[A ]| Methinks 'tis hard our authors should submit 081:10,026[A ]| So tamely to their predecessors' wit, 081:10,027[A ]| Since (I am sure) among you there are few 081:10,028[A ]| Would grant your grandfathers had more than you. 081:10,029[A ]| But hold! I in this business may proceed too far, 081:10,030[A ]| And raise a storm against our theatre; 081:10,031[A ]| And then what would the wise adventurers say, 081:10,032[A ]| Who are in a much greater fright today 081:10,033[A ]| Than ever poet was about his play? 081:10,034[A ]| Our apprehensions none can justly blame, 081:10,035[A ]| Money is dearer much to us than fame: 081:10,036[A ]| This thought on, let our poets justify 081:10,037[A ]| The reputation of their poetry. 081:10,038[A ]| We are resolved we will not have to do 081:10,039[A ]| With what's between those gentlemen and you. 081:10,040[A ]| Be kind, and let our House have but your praise, 081:10,041[A ]| You're welcome every day to damn their plays. 081:11,000[' ]| 081:11,001[A ]| While others toil our country to supply 081:11,002[A ]| With what we need only for luxury, 081:11,003[A ]| Spices and silk in the rich East provide, 081:11,004[A ]| To glut our avarice and feed our pride; 081:11,005[A ]| You foreign learning prosperously transmit, 081:11,006[A ]| To raise our virtue and provoke our wit. 081:11,007[A ]| Such brave designs your generous soul inflame 081:11,008[A ]| To be a bold adventurer for fame; 081:11,009[A ]| How much obliged are Italy and France, 081:11,010[A ]| While with your voice their music you advance! 081:11,011[A ]| Your growing fame with envy can oppose, 081:11,012[A ]| Who sing with no less art than they compose; 081:11,013[A ]| In these attempts so few have had success, 081:11,014[A ]| Their beauties suffer in our English dress: 081:11,015[A ]| By artless hands spoiled of their native air, 081:11,016[A ]| They seldom pass for moderately fair. 081:11,017[A ]| As if you meant these injuries to atone, 081:11,018[A ]| You give them charms more conquering than their own; 081:11,019[A ]| Not like the dull laborious flatterer, 081:11,020[A ]| With secret art those graces you confer. 081:11,021[A ]| The skilful painters with slight strokes impart 081:11,022[A ]| That subtle beauty which affects the heart. 081:11,023[A ]| There are who publicly profess they hate 081:11,024[A ]| Translations, and yet all they write translate: 081:11,025[A ]| So proud they scorn to drive a lawful trade, 081:11,026[A ]| Yet by their wants are shameless pirates made. 081:11,027[A ]| These you incense while you their thefts reveal, 081:11,028[A ]| Or else prevent in what they mean to steal; 081:11,029[A ]| From all besides you are secure of praise, 081:11,030[A ]| But you so high our expectations raise, 081:11,031[A ]| A general discontent we shall declare 081:11,032[A ]| If such a workman only should repair. 081:11,033[A ]| You to the dead your piety have shown, 081:11,034[A ]| Adorned their monuments, now build your own. 081:11,035[A ]| Drawn in the East; we in your lines may trace 081:11,036[A ]| That genius which of old inspired the place. 081:11,037[A ]| The banished muses back to Greece you bring, 081:11,038[A ]| Where their best airs you so divinely sing; 081:11,039[A ]| The world must own they are by you restored 081:11,040[A ]| To sacred shades, where they were first adored. 081:12,000[' ]| 081:12,001[A ]| When Phillis watched her harmless sheep, 081:12,002[A ]| Not one poor lamb was made a prey; 081:12,003[A ]| Yet she had cause enough to weep, 081:12,004[A ]| Her silly heart did go astray: 081:12,005[A ]| Then flying to the neighbouring grove, 081:12,006[A ]| She left the tender flock to rove, 081:12,007[A ]| And to the winds did breathe her love. 081:12,008[A ]| She sought in vain 081:12,009[A ]| To ease her pain; 081:12,010[A ]| The heedless winds did fan her fire: 081:12,011[A ]| Venting her grief 081:12,012[A ]| Gave no relief, 081:12,013[A ]| But rather did increase desire. 081:12,014[A ]| Then sitting with her arms across, 081:12,015[A ]| Her sorrows streaming from each eye, 081:12,016[A ]| She fixed her thoughts upon her loss, 081:12,017[A ]| And in despair resolved to die. 081:13,000[' ]| 081:13,001[A ]| Ladies, though to your conquering eyes 081:13,002[A ]| Love owes his chiefest victories, 081:13,003[A ]| And borrows those bright arms from you 081:13,004[A ]| With which he does the world subdue, 081:13,005[A ]| Yet you yourselves are not above 081:13,006[A ]| The empire nor the griefs of love. 081:13,007[A ]| Then wrack not lovers with disdain, 081:13,008[A ]| Lest love on you revenge their pain; 081:13,009[A ]| You are not free because you're fair: 081:13,010[A ]| The boy did not his mother spare. 081:13,011[A ]| Beauty's but an offensive dart ~~ 081:13,012[A ]| It is no armour for the heart. 081:14,000[' ]| 081:14,001[A ]| If she be not as kind as fair, 081:14,002[A ]| But peevish and unhandy, 081:14,003[A ]| Leave her ~~ she's only worth the care 081:14,004[A ]| Of some spruce Jack-a-dandy. 081:14,005[A ]| I would not have thee such an ass, 081:14,006[A ]| Hadst thou ne'er so much leisure, 081:14,007[A ]| To sigh and whine for such a lass 081:14,008[A ]| Whose pride's above her pleasure. 081:14,009[A ]| Make much of every buxom girl 081:14,010[A ]| Which needs but little courting; 081:14,011[A ]| Her value is above the pearl, 081:14,012[A ]| That takes delight in sporting. 081:15,000[' ]| 081:15,001[A ]| To little or no purpose I spent many days, 081:15,002[A ]| In ranging the Park, the Exchange, and the Plays; 081:15,003[A ]| For ne'er in my rambles till now did I prove 081:15,004[A ]| So lucky to meet with the man I could love. 081:15,005[A ]| Oh! how I am pleased when I think on this man, 081:15,006[A ]| That I find I must love, let me do what I can! 081:15,007[A ]| How long I shall love him, I can no more tell, 081:15,008[A ]| Than had I a fever when I should be well. 081:15,009[A ]| My passion shall kill me before I will show it, 081:15,010[A ]| And yet I would give all the world he did know it; 081:15,011[A ]| But oh how I sigh when I think should he woo me, 081:15,012[A ]| I cannot deny what I know would undo me! 081:16,000[' ]| 081:16,001[A ]| Tell me no more you love; in vain, 081:16,002[A ]| Fair Celia, you this passion feign. 081:16,003[A ]| Can those pretend to love that do 081:16,004[A ]| Refuse what Love persuades us to? 081:16,005[A ]| Who once has felt his active flame, 081:16,006[A ]| Dull laws of Honour does disdain. 081:16,007[A ]| You would be thought his slave, and yet 081:16,008[A ]| You will not to his power submit. 081:16,009[A ]| More cruel then those beauties are 081:16,010[A ]| Whose coyness wounds us with despair: 081:16,011[A ]| For all the kindness which you show, 081:16,012[A ]| Each smile and kiss which you bestow, 081:16,013[A ]| Are like those cordials which we give 081:16,014[A ]| To dying men, to make them live, 081:16,015[A ]| And languish out an hour in pain ~~ 081:16,016[A ]| Be kinder, Celia, or disdain. 081:17,000[' ]| 081:17,001[A ]| Ah Celia, that I were but sure 081:17,002[A ]| Thy love, like mine, could still endure; 081:17,003[A ]| That time and absence, which destroy 081:17,004[A ]| The cares of lovers and their joy, 081:17,005[A ]| Could never rob me of that part 081:17,006[A ]| Which you have given me of your heart; 081:17,007[A ]| Others unenvied might possess 081:17,008[A ]| Whole hearts, and boast that happiness. 081:17,009[A ]| 'Twas nobler fortune to divide 081:17,010[A ]| The Roman Empire in her pride, 081:17,011[A ]| Than on some low and barbarous throne, 081:17,012[A ]| Obscurely placed, to rule alone. 081:17,013[A ]| Love only from thy heart exacts 081:17,014[A ]| The several debts thy face contracts, 081:17,015[A ]| And by that new and juster way 081:17,016[A ]| Secures thy Empire and his sway; 081:17,017[A ]| Favouring but one, he might compel 081:17,018[A ]| The hopeless lover to rebel. 081:17,019[A ]| But should he other hearts thus share, 081:17,020[A ]| That in the whole so worthless are, 081:17,021[A ]| Should into several squadrons draw 081:17,022[A ]| That strength which kept entire could awe, 081:17,023[A ]| Men would his scattered powers deride, 081:17,024[A ]| And conquering him those spoils divide. 081:18,000[' ]| 081:18,001[A ]| The nymph that undoes me is fair and unkind, 081:18,002[A ]| No less than a wonder by Nature designed; 081:18,003[A ]| She's the grief of my heart, the joy of my eye, 081:18,004[A ]| And the cause of a flame that never can die. 081:18,005[A ]| Her mouth, from whence wit still obligingly flows, 081:18,006[A ]| Has the beautiful blush and the smell of the rose; 081:18,007[A ]| Love and destiny both attend on her will, 081:18,008[A ]| She wounds with a look, with a frown she can kill. 081:18,009[A ]| The desperate lover can hope no redress 081:18,010[A ]| Where beauty and rigour are both in excess; 081:18,011[A ]| In Silvia they meet, so unhappy am I, 081:18,012[A ]| Who sees her must love and who loves her must die. 081:19,000[' ]| 081:19,001[A ]| When first Amintas charmed my heart, 081:19,002[A ]| My heedless sheep began to stray; 081:19,003[A ]| The wolves soon stole the greatest part, 081:19,004[A ]| And all will now be made a prey. 081:19,005[A ]| Ah, let not love your thoughts possess, 081:19,006[A ]| 'Tis fatal to a shepherdess; 081:19,007[A ]| The dangerous passion you must shun, 081:19,008[A ]| Or else like me be quite undone. 081:20,000[' ]| 081:20,001[A ]| The pleasures of love and the joys of good wine, 081:20,002[A ]| To perfect our happiness wisely we join. 081:20,003[A ]| We to beauty all day 081:20,004[A ]| Give the sovereign sway 081:20,005[A ]| And her favourite nymphs devoutly obey. 081:20,006[A ]| At the plays we are constantly making our court, 081:20,007[A ]| And when they are ended we follow the sport 081:20,008[A ]| To the Mall and the Park, 081:20,009[A ]| Where we love till 'tis dark; 081:20,010[A ]| Then sparkling champagne 081:20,011[A ]| Puts an end to their reign; 081:20,012[A ]| It quickly recovers 081:20,013[A ]| Poor languishing lovers, 081:20,014[A ]| Makes us frolic and gay, and drowns all our sorrow. 081:20,015[A ]| But alas! we relapse again on the morrow. 081:20,016[A ]| Let every man stand 081:20,017[A ]| With his glass in his hand, 081:20,018[A ]| And briskly discharge at the word of command. 081:20,019[A ]| Here's a health to all those 081:20,020[A ]| Whom tonight we depose: 081:20,021[A ]| Wine and beauty by turns great souls should inspire. 081:20,022[A ]| Present all together ~~ and now, boys, give fire! 081:21,000[' ]| 081:21,001[A ]| How charming Phillis is, how fair! 081:21,002[A ]| Ah that she were as willing, 081:21,003[A ]| To ease my wounded heart of care 081:21,004[A ]| And make her eyes less killing. 081:21,005[A ]| I sigh! I sigh! I languish now, 081:21,006[A ]| And Love will not let me rest, 081:21,007[A ]| I drive about the Park and bow 081:21,008[A ]| Still as I meet my dearest. 081:22,000[' ]| 081:22,001[A ]| Tell me no more I am deceived; 081:22,002[A ]| While Silvia seems so kind, 081:22,003[A ]| And takes such care to be believed, 081:22,004[A ]| The cheat I fear to find. 081:22,005[A ]| To flatter me, should falsehood lie 081:22,006[A ]| Concealed in her soft youth, 081:22,007[A ]| A thousand times I'd rather die 081:22,008[A ]| Than see the unhappy truth. 081:22,009[A ]| My love all malice shall outbrave, 081:22,010[A ]| Let fops in libels rail; 081:22,011[A ]| If she the appearances will save, 081:22,012[A ]| No scandal can prevail. 081:22,013[A ]| She makes me think I have her heart, 081:22,014[A ]| How much for that is due? 081:22,015[A ]| Though she but act the tender part, 081:22,016[A ]| The joy she gives is true. 081:23,000[' ]| 081:23,001[A ]| See how fair Corinna lies, 081:23,002[A ]| Kindly calling with her eyes: 081:23,003[A ]| ln the tender minute prove her; 081:23,004[A ]| Shepherd! why so dull a lover? 081:23,005[A ]| Prithee, why so dull a lover? 081:23,006[A ]| In her blushes see your shame, 081:23,007[A ]| Anger they with love proclaim; 081:23,008[A ]| You too coldly entertain her: 081:23,009[A ]| Lay your pipe a little by, 081:23,010[A ]| If no other charms you try, 081:23,011[A ]| You will never, never gain her. 081:23,012[A ]| While the happy minute is, 081:23,013[A ]| Court her, you may get a kiss, 081:23,014[A ]| Maybe favours that are greater; 081:23,015[A ]| Leave your piping, to her fly: 081:23,016[A ]| When the nymph you love is nigh, 081:23,017[A ]| Is it with a tune you treat her? 081:23,018[A ]| Dull Amintor! fie, oh fie! 081:23,019[A ]| Now your shepherdess is nigh, 081:23,020[A ]| Can you pass your time no better? 081:24,000[' ]| 081:24,001[A ]| Ye happy youths, whose hearts are free 081:24,002[A ]| From Love's imperial chain, 081:24,003[A ]| Henceforth be warned and taught by me 081:24,004[A ]| To avoid the enchanting pain. 081:24,005[A ]| Fatal the wolves to trembling flocks, 081:24,006[A ]| Sharp winds to blossoms prove, 081:24,007[A ]| To careless seamen hidden rocks, 081:24,008[A ]| To human quiet Love. 081:24,009[A ]| Fly the fair sex if bliss you prize, 081:24,010[A ]| The snake's beneath the flower; 081:24,011[A ]| Who ever gazed on beauteous eyes 081:24,012[A ]| That tasted quiet more? 081:24,013[A ]| How faithless is the lover's joy! 081:24,014[A ]| How constant is his care! 081:24,015[A ]| The kind with falsehood do destroy, 081:24,016[A ]| The cruel with despair. 081:25,000[' ]| 081:25,001[A ]| Cease, anxious World, your fruitless pain 081:25,002[A ]| To grasp forbidden store; 081:25,003[A ]| Your studied labours shall prove vain, 081:25,004[A ]| Your alchemy unblessed, 081:25,005[A ]| Whilst seeds of far more precious ore 081:25,006[A ]| Are ripened in my breast. 081:25,007[A ]| My breast, the forge of happier love, 081:25,008[A ]| Where my Lucinda lives; 081:25,009[A ]| And the rich stock does so improve 081:25,010[A ]| As she her art employs, 081:25,011[A ]| That every smile and touch she gives 081:25,012[A ]| Turns all to golden joys. 081:25,013[A ]| Since then we can such treasures raise, 081:25,014[A ]| Let's no expense refuse; 081:25,015[A ]| In love let's lay out all our days ~~ 081:25,016[A ]| How can we e'er be poor, 081:25,017[A ]| When every blessing that we use 081:25,018[A ]| Begets a thousand more? 081:26,000[' ]| 081:26,001[A ]| In some kind dream upon her slumbers steal, 081:26,002[A ]| And to Lucinda all I beg reveal; 081:26,003[A ]| Breathe gentlest words into her ears, 081:26,004[A ]| Words full of love but full of fears: 081:26,005[A ]| Such words as may prevail, like prayers 081:26,006[A ]| From a poor dying martyr's tongue, 081:26,007[A ]| By the sweet voice of pity sung. 081:26,008[A ]| Touch with the voice the more enchanting lute, 081:26,009[A ]| To make the charms strike all repulses mute; 081:26,010[A ]| These may insensibly impart 081:26,011[A ]| My tender wishes to her heart, 081:26,012[A ]| And by a sympathetic force 081:26,013[A ]| So tune its strings to love's discourse 081:26,014[A ]| That when my griefs compel a groan, 081:26,015[A ]| Her sighs may echo to my moan. 081:27,000[' ]| 081:27,000[' ]| 081:27,001[A ]| As crafty harlots used to shrink 081:27,002[A ]| From lechers, dozed with sleep and drink, 081:27,003[A ]| When they intend to make up pack 081:27,004[A ]| By filching sheets or shirt from back, 081:27,005[A ]| So were you pleased to steal away 081:27,006[A ]| From me, whilst on your bed I lay. 081:27,007[A ]| But long you had not been departed 081:27,008[A ]| When pinched with cold from thence I started; 081:27,009[A ]| Where missing you I stamped and stared, 081:27,010[A ]| Like Bacon when he waked and heard 081:27,011[A ]| His Brazen Head in vain had spoke 081:27,012[A ]| And saw it lie in pieces broke. 081:27,013[A ]| Sighing I to my chamber make, 081:27,014[A ]| Where every limb was stiff as stake, 081:27,015[A ]| Unless poor pego, which did feel 081:27,016[A ]| Like slimy skin of new-stripped eel, 081:27,017[A ]| Or pudding that mischance had got 081:27,018[A ]| And spent itself half in the pot. 081:27,019[A ]| With care I cleansed the sneaking varlet 081:27,020[A ]| Which late had been in pool of harlot; 081:27,021[A ]| But neither shirt nor water could 081:27,022[A ]| Remove the stench of lecherous mud. 081:27,023[A ]| The Queen of Love from sea did spring, 081:27,024[A ]| Whence the best cunts still smell like ling. 081:27,025[A ]| But sure this damned notorious bitch 081:27,026[A ]| Was made of the foam of Jane*Shore's ditch ~~ 081:27,027[A ]| Or else her cunt could never stink 081:27,028[A ]| Like pump that's foul, or nasty sink. 081:27,029[A ]| When this was done, to bed I went 081:27,030[A ]| Where that whole day in sleep I spent; 081:27,031[A ]| But the next morning, fresh and gay 081:27,032[A ]| As citizen on holiday, 081:27,033[A ]| I wandered in the spacious Town 081:27,034[A ]| Amongst the bawds of best renown, 081:27,035[A ]| Making enquiry far and near 081:27,036[A ]| To find out fresh and wholesome gear. 081:27,037[A ]| To Temple I a visit made ~~ 081:27,038[A ]| Temple, the Beauty of her trade! 081:27,039[A ]| The only bawd that ever I 081:27,040[A ]| For want of whore could occupy. 081:27,041[A ]| She made me friends with Mrs%*Cuffley, 081:27,042[A ]| Whom we indeed had used too roughly; 081:27,043[A ]| For by a gentler way I found 081:27,044[A ]| The nymph would fuck under ten pound. 081:27,045[A ]| So resty jades that scorn to stir, 081:27,046[A ]| Though oft provoked by whip and spur, 081:27,047[A ]| By milder usage may be got 081:27,048[A ]| To fall into their wonted trot. 081:27,049[A ]| But what success I further had, 081:27,050[A ]| And what discoveries good and bad 081:27,051[A ]| I made by roving up and down 081:27,052[A ]| I'll tell you when you come to Town. 081:27,053[A ]| Further, I have obeyed your motion, 081:27,054[A ]| Though much provoked by pill and potion, 081:27,055[A ]| And sent you down some paltry rhymes, 081:27,056[A ]| The greatest grievance of our times, 081:27,057[A ]| When such as Nature never made, 081:27,058[A ]| For poets daily do invade 081:27,059[A ]| Wit's Empire, both the stage and press ~~ 081:27,060[A ]| And what is worse, with good success. 081:28,000[' ]| 081:28,000[' ]| 081:28,001[A ]| So soft and amorously you write 081:28,002[A ]| Of cunt and prick, the cunt's delight, 081:28,003[A ]| That were I still in lantern sweating, 081:28,004[A ]| Swallowing of bolus or a-spitting, 081:28,005[A ]| I should forgive each injury 081:28,006[A ]| The pocky whores have offered me, 081:28,007[A ]| And only of my fate complain 081:28,008[A ]| Because I must from cunt abstain. 081:28,009[A ]| The powerful cunt! whose very name 081:28,010[A ]| Kindles in me an amorous flame! 081:28,011[A ]| Begins to make my pintle rise, 081:28,012[A ]| And long again to fight Love's prize! 081:28,013[A ]| Forgetful of those many scars 081:28,014[A ]| Which he has gotten in those wars. 081:28,015[A ]| This shows Love's chiefest magic lies 081:28,016[A ]| ln women's cunts, not in their eyes: 081:28,017[A ]| There Cupid does his revels keep, 081:28,018[A ]| There lovers all their sorrows steep; 081:28,019[A ]| For having once but tasted that, 081:28,020[A ]| Their mysteries are quite forgot. 081:28,021[A ]| This may suffice to let you know 081:28,022[A ]| That I to cunt am not a foe, 081:28,023[A ]| Though you are pleased to think me so; 081:28,024[A ]| 'Tis strange his zeal should be in suspicion 081:28,025[A ]| Who dies a martyr for his religion. 081:28,026[A ]| But now to give you an account 081:28,027[A ]| Of Cuffley, that whore paramount! 081:28,028[A ]| Cuffley! whose beauty warms the age, 081:28,029[A ]| And fills our youth with love and rage, 081:28,030[A ]| Who like fierce wolves pursue the game, 081:28,031[A ]| While secretly the lecherous dame 081:28,032[A ]| With some choice gallant takes her flight 081:28,033[A ]| And in a corner fucks all night. 081:28,034[A ]| Then the next morning we all hunt 081:28,035[A ]| To find whose fingers smell of cunt, 081:28,036[A ]| With jealousy and envy moved 081:28,037[A ]| Against the man that was beloved. 081:28,038[A ]| Whilst you to Echo teach her name, 081:28,039[A ]| Thus it becomes the voice of fame 081:28,040[A ]| In every corner of the Town. 081:28,041[A ]| We here proclaim her high renown 081:28,042[A ]| Whilst you within some neighbouring grove 081:28,043[A ]| Indite the story of your love, 081:28,044[A ]| And with your penknife keen and bright, 081:28,045[A ]| On stately trees your passion write, 081:28,046[A ]| So that each nymph that passes through 081:28,047[A ]| Must envy her and pity you. 081:28,048[A ]| We at the Fleece or at the Bear, 081:28,049[A ]| With good case knife, well whet on stair, 081:28,050[A ]| (A gentle weapon, made to feed 081:28,051[A ]| Mankind and not to let him bleed) 081:28,052[A ]| A thousand amorous fancies scrape. 081:28,053[A ]| There's not a pewter dish can 'scape 081:28,054[A ]| Without her name or arms which are 081:28,055[A ]| The same that Love himself does bear. 081:28,056[A ]| Here one, to show you love's no glutton, 081:28,057[A ]| In the midst of supper leaves his mutton, 081:28,058[A ]| And on his greasy plate, with care, 081:28,059[A ]| Carves the bright image of the fair. 081:28,060[A ]| Another, though a drunken sot, 081:28,061[A ]| Neglects his wine and on the pot 081:28,062[A ]| A band of naked Cupids draws, 081:28,063[A ]| With pricks no bigger than wheat straws. 081:28,064[A ]| Then on a nasty candlestick 081:28,065[A ]| One figures Love's hieroglyphic, 081:28,066[A ]| A couchant cunt and rampant prick. 081:28,067[A ]| And that the sight may more inflame, 081:28,068[A ]| The lookers-on subscribe her name: 081:28,069[A ]| Cuffley! ~~ her sex's pride and shame. 081:28,070[A ]| There's not a man but does discover 081:28,071[A ]| By some such action he's her lover. 081:28,072[A ]| But now 'tis time to give her over, 081:28,073[A ]| And let your Lordship know you are 081:28,074[A ]| The mistress that employs our care. 081:28,075[A ]| Your absence makes us melancholy, 081:28,076[A ]| Nor drink nor cunt can make us jolly, 081:28,077[A ]| Unless we've you within our arms, 081:28,078[A ]| In whom there dwells diviner charms. 081:28,079[A ]| Then quit with speed your pensive grove, 081:28,080[A ]| And here in Town pursue your love; 081:28,081[A ]| Where at your coming you shall find 081:28,082[A ]| Your servants glad, your mistress kind, 081:28,083[A ]| All things devoted to your mind. 081:29,000[' ]| 081:29,001[A ]| From hunting whores and haunting play, 081:29,002[A ]| And minding nothing else all day 081:29,003[A ]| (And all the night too you will say), 081:29,004[A ]| To make grave legs in formal fetters, 081:29,005[A ]| Converse with fops, and write dull letters; 081:29,006[A ]| To go to bed 'twixt eight and nine, 081:29,007[A ]| And sleep away my precious time 081:29,008[A ]| In such an idle sneaking place, 081:29,009[A ]| Where vice and folly hide their face, 081:29,010[A ]| And, in a troublesome disguise, 081:29,011[A ]| The wife seems modest, husband wise. 081:29,012[A ]| For pleasure here has the same fate 081:29,013[A ]| Which does attend Affairs of State: 081:29,014[A ]| The plague of ceremony infects, 081:29,015[A ]| Even in love, the softer sex, 081:29,016[A ]| Who an essential will neglect 081:29,017[A ]| Rather than lose the least respect; 081:29,018[A ]| With regular approach we storm, 081:29,019[A ]| And never visit but in form ~~ 081:29,020[A ]| That is, sending to know before 081:29,021[A ]| At what o'clock they'll play the whore. 081:29,022[A ]| The nymphs are constant, gallants private, 081:29,023[A ]| One scarce can guess who 'tis they drive at; 081:29,024[A ]| This seems to me a scurvy fashion, 081:29,025[A ]| Who have been bred in a free nation, 081:29,026[A ]| With liberty of speech and passion. 081:29,027[A ]| Yet I cannot forbear to spark it 081:29,028[A ]| And make the best of a bad market; 081:29,029[A ]| Meeting with one by chance kind-hearted, 081:29,030[A ]| Who no preliminaries started, 081:29,031[A ]| I entered beyond expectation 081:29,032[A ]| Into a close negotiation 081:29,033[A ]| Of which hereafter a relation. 081:29,034[A ]| Humble to fortune, not her slave, 081:29,035[A ]| I still was pleased with what she gave, 081:29,036[A ]| And with a firm and cheerful mind 081:29,037[A ]| I steer my course with every wind 081:29,038[A ]| To all the ports she has designed. 081:30,000[' ]| 081:30,001[A ]| Since love and verse, as well as wine, 081:30,002[A ]| Are brisker where the sun doth shine, 081:30,003[A ]| 'Tis something to lose two degrees 081:30,004[A ]| Now age itself begins to freeze; 081:30,005[A ]| Yet this I patiently could bear 081:30,006[A ]| If the rough Danube's beauties were 081:30,007[A ]| But only two degrees less fair 081:30,008[A ]| Than the kind nymphs of gentle Thames, 081:30,009[A ]| Who warm me hither with their beams: 081:30,010[A ]| Such power they have they can dispense 081:30,011[A ]| Five hundred miles their influence. 081:30,012[A ]| But hunger forces men to eat, 081:30,013[A ]| Though no temptation's in the meat. 081:30,014[A ]| How would the ogling sparks despise 081:30,015[A ]| The darling damsel of my eyes, 081:30,016[A ]| Did they behold her at a play, 081:30,017[A ]| As she's tricked up on holiday, 081:30,018[A ]| When the whole family combine 081:30,019[A ]| For public pride to make her shine. 081:30,020[A ]| Her hair which long before lay matted 081:30,021[A ]| Are on this day combed out and plaited, 081:30,022[A ]| A diamond bodkin in each tress 081:30,023[A ]| The badges of her nobleness; 081:30,024[A ]| For every stone as well as she 081:30,025[A ]| Can boast an ancient pedigree. 081:30,026[A ]| These formed the jewel erst did grace 081:30,027[A ]| The cap of the first Graf of the race, 081:30,028[A ]| Now preferred by Grafen Marian 081:30,029[A ]| To adorn the handle of her fan, 081:30,030[A ]| And as by old records appears 081:30,031[A ]| Worn since in Kunigunda's ears, 081:30,032[A ]| Now sparkling in the fraulein's hair: 081:30,033[A ]| No serpent breaking in the air 081:30,034[A ]| Can with her starry head compare. 081:30,035[A ]| Such ropes of pearls her hands encumber, 081:30,036[A ]| She scarce can deal the cards at ombre; 081:30,037[A ]| So many rings each finger freight, 081:30,038[A ]| They tremble with the mighty weight: 081:30,039[A ]| The like in England ne'er was seen 081:30,040[A ]| Since Holbein drew Hal and his Queen. 081:30,041[A ]| But after these fantastic sights 081:30,042[A ]| The lustre's meaner than the lights. 081:30,043[A ]| She that bears this glittering pomp 081:30,044[A ]| Is but a tawdry ill-bred ramp 081:30,045[A ]| Whose brawny limbs and martial face 081:30,046[A ]| Proclaim her of the Gothic race, 081:30,047[A ]| More than the painted pageantry 081:30,048[A ]| Of all her father's heraldry. 081:30,049[A ]| But there's another sort of creatures 081:30,050[A ]| Whose ruddy look and grotesque features 081:30,051[A ]| Are so much out of nature's way 081:30,052[A ]| You'd think them stamped on other clay, 081:30,053[A ]| No lawful daughters of old Adam. 081:30,054[A ]| From these behold a city madam, 081:30,055[A ]| With arms in mittens, head in muff, 081:30,056[A ]| A dapper cloak and reverend ruff; 081:30,057[A ]| No farce so pleasant as this malkin, 081:30,058[A ]| The pretty jet she has in walking, 081:30,059[A ]| And the soft sound of High Dutch talking. 081:30,060[A ]| Here unattended by the Graces, 081:30,061[A ]| The Queen of Love in a sad case is: 081:30,062[A ]| Nature, her active minister, 081:30,063[A ]| Neglects affairs and will not stir, 081:30,064[A ]| Thinks it not worth her while to please 081:30,065[A ]| But when she does it for her ease. 081:30,066[A ]| Even I, her most devout adorer, 081:30,067[A ]| With wandering thoughts appear before her, 081:30,068[A ]| And when I'm making an oblation 081:30,069[A ]| Am fain to spur imagination 081:30,070[A ]| With some old London inclination. 081:30,071[A ]| The bow is bent at German dame, 081:30,072[A ]| The arrow flies at English game. 081:30,073[A ]| Kindness that can indifference warm, 081:30,074[A ]| And blow that calm into a storm, 081:30,075[A ]| Has in the very tenderest hour 081:30,076[A ]| Over my gentleness no power ~~ 081:30,077[A ]| True to my country-women's charms, 081:30,078[A ]| Whilst kissed and pressed in foreign arms. 089:00,000[' ]| 089:01,000[' ]| 089:01,001[A ]| Whether we mortals love or no, 089:01,002[A ]| 'Tis the same case whate'er we do: 089:01,003[A ]| For Love does killing pleasures give, 089:01,004[A ]| And without Love 'tis death to live. 089:01,005[A ]| If then to love so painful be, 089:01,006[A ]| And not to love be misery, 089:01,007[A ]| What a sad case must he be in, 089:01,008[A ]| Who has disgraced and jilted been ~~ 089:01,009[A ]| Banished forever from those eyes 089:01,010[A ]| Which conquer fools and fool the wise, 089:01,011[A ]| And none but stoics can despise; 089:01,012[A ]| They conquer, but they will not yield. 089:01,013[A ]| Love knows no such unequal field, 089:01,014[A ]| But in lovers' gentle fight, 089:01,015[A ]| Both conquer when they both submit. 089:01,016[A ]| Sometimes the better to persuade 089:01,017[A ]| I call in heraldry to my aid: 089:01,018[A ]| I speak my sire's and grand-sire's praise, 089:01,019[A ]| Tell her how brave, how good he was; 089:01,020[A ]| Then magnify myself and say 089:01,021[A ]| How wise, how witty, and how gay 089:01,022[A ]| I am; and (as the times go now) 089:01,023[A ]| How constant, and how sober too. 089:01,024[A ]| But she, instead of this, demands 089:01,025[A ]| "What stock? what money, sir? what lands? 089:01,026[A ]| Shepherds and clowns inherit life; 089:01,027[A ]| Do you e'er think to get a wife 089:01,028[A ]| Because your dad was born before ye? 089:01,029[A ]| That, sir, is but an idle story. 089:01,030[A ]| Though men be witty, wise or gay, 089:01,031[A ]| Fools may love as well as they; 089:01,032[A ]| Wit will not please at night, nor profit in the day." 089:01,033[A ]| Curse on this money! would he were 089:01,034[A ]| Sunk beneath hell, to languish there, 089:01,035[A ]| Condemned to everlasting chains 089:01,036[A ]| Where the rich miser, Pluto, reigns, 089:01,037[A ]| Who first called counters happiness. 089:01,038[A ]| What an improper thing is this, 089:01,039[A ]| That money is the common cause of strife, 089:01,040[A ]| The common barrator of human life: 089:01,041[A ]| Sets brethren into mortal fray, 089:01,042[A ]| Makes children, parents disobey, 089:01,043[A ]| Makes wars and slaughters to abound, 089:01,044[A ]| Where peace and joy before were found, 089:01,045[A ]| And, which is worst of all, it does 089:01,046[A ]| Love's gentle votaries abuse; 089:01,047[A ]| It does to Love its powerful aids deny, 089:01,048[A ]| Whilst yet for want of it the lovers die. 089:02,000[' ]| 089:02,001[A ]| Fair Iris, all our time is spent 089:02,002[A ]| In trifling whilst we dally, 089:02,003[A ]| The lovers who are indifferent 089:02,004[A ]| Commit the grossest folly. 089:02,005[A ]| Ah! stint not then the flowing pleasure 089:02,006[A ]| To such a wretched scanty measure; 089:02,007[A ]| Since boundless passion boundless joys will prove, 089:02,008[A ]| Excess can only justify our love. 089:02,009[A ]| Excess in other things so bad 089:02,010[A ]| In love's the justest measure, 089:02,011[A ]| No other reason's to be had 089:02,012[A ]| In that seraphic pleasure. 089:02,013[A ]| From growing love, bright nymphs, your faces 089:02,014[A ]| Receive ten thousand sweeter graces; 089:02,015[A ]| My Iris, then, that you may be divine, 089:02,016[A ]| Let your soft flame spread night and day like mine. 089:03,000[' ]| 089:03,001[A ]| Phillis, lay aside your thinking, 089:03,002[A ]| Youth and beauty should be gay, 089:03,003[A ]| Laugh and talk and mind your drinking 089:03,004[A ]| Whilst we pass the time away. 089:03,005[A ]| Laugh and talk and mind your drinking 089:03,006[A ]| Whilst we pass the time away. 089:03,007[A ]| They ought only to be pensive 089:03,008[A ]| Who dare not their grief declare, 089:03,009[A ]| Lest their story be offensive 089:03,000[A ]| But still languish in despair. 089:03,010[A ]| Lest their story be offensive 089:03,011[A ]| But still languish in despair. 089:03,012[A ]| Yet what more torments your lovers, 089:03,013[A ]| They are jealous they obey, 089:03,014[A ]| One whose restless mind discovers 089:03,015[A ]| She's no less a slave than they. 089:03,016[A ]| One whose restless mind discovers 089:03,017[A ]| She's no less a slave than they. 089:04,000[' ]| 089:04,000[' ]| 089:04,001[A ]| Since Death on all lays his impartial hand, 089:04,002[A ]| And all resign at his command, 089:04,003[A ]| The Stoic too as well as I 089:04,004[A ]| With all his gravity must die, 089:04,005[A ]| Let's wisely manage this last span, 089:04,006[A ]| The momentary life of man, 089:04,007[A ]| And still in pleasure's circle move, 089:04,008[A ]| Giving to our friends the day, and all our nights to love. 089:04,009[A ]| Thus, thus, while we are here, let's perfectly live, 089:04,010[A ]| And taste all the pleasures that nature can give; 089:04,011[A ]| Fresh heat, when life's fading, our wine will inspire, 089:04,012[A ]| And fill all our veins with a nobler fire. 089:04,000[' ]| 089:04,001[A ]| When we are sapless, old, and impotent, 089:04,002[A ]| Then we shall grieve for youth misspent; 089:04,003[A ]| Wine and women only can 089:04,004[A ]| Cherish the heavy heart of man. 089:04,005[A ]| Let's drink until our blood o'erflows 089:04,006[A ]| Its channels and luxuriant grows; 089:04,007[A ]| Then when our whores have drained each vein, 089:04,008[A ]| And the thin mass fresh spirits crave, let's drink again. 089:04,009[A ]| 089:04,000[' ]| 089:04,001[A ]| The happy King, whom Heaven itself called wise, 089:04,002[A ]| Saw all was vanity but vice; 089:04,003[A ]| His active mind, ever in quest of bliss, 089:04,004[A ]| Surveyed all things and stuck to this: 089:04,005[A ]| Myriads of harlots round him strove, 089:04,006[A ]| Some sung while others acted love. 089:04,007[A ]| Who then our frailties can condemn, 089:04,008[A ]| Since one by Heaven inspired left Heaven to follow them. 089:04,009[A ]| 089:05,000[' ]| 089:05,001[A ]| Of all the torments, all the cares 089:05,002[A ]| With which our lives are cursed, 089:05,003[A ]| Of all the plagues a lover bears, 089:05,004[A ]| Sure rivals are the worst. 089:05,005[A ]| By partners in another kind 089:05,006[A ]| Afflictions easier grow, 089:05,007[A ]| In love alone we hate to find 089:05,008[A ]| Companions in our woe. 089:05,009[A ]| Cynthia, for all the pains you see 089:05,010[A ]| Are labouring in my breast, 089:05,011[A ]| I beg not that you'd pity me 089:05,012[A ]| But that you'd slight the rest. 089:05,013[A ]| How great so e'er your rigours are, 089:05,014[A ]| With them alone I'll cope; 089:05,015[A ]| I can endure my own despair 089:05,016[A ]| But not another's hope. 089:06,000[' ]| 089:06,001[A ]| If Sylla's ghost made bloody Catiline start, 089:06,002[A ]| And shook the fabric of his marble heart, 089:06,003[A ]| If Samuel's shade could wicked Saul affright, 089:06,004[A ]| When Endor raised him from the depths of night, 089:06,005[A ]| Pity poor Nell, that's haunted by Mall*Knight. 089:06,006[A ]| You that have seen me in my youthful age, 089:06,007[A ]| Preferred from stall of turnips to the stage, 089:06,008[A ]| Those sympathetic griefs you did bestow, 089:06,009[A ]| And tears to scenic sufferings once allow, 089:06,010[A ]| Employ 'em on my real torments now. 089:06,011[A ]| Knight, cruel Knight, that once lay in my breast, 089:06,012[A ]| My constant crony and eternal guest, 089:06,013[A ]| The applauder of my beauty, and my jest: 089:06,014[A ]| She, she, that cruel she to France is fled, 089:06,015[A ]| Yet lets me not enjoy my quiet bed. 089:06,016[A ]| Whene'er I lay me down to love or sleep, 089:06,017[A ]| She through the opening curtains seems to peep, 089:06,018[A ]| Dreadful as Gorgon, turning all to stone, 089:06,019[A ]| Unpainted, and without her plumpers on, 089:06,020[A ]| Her eyes and cheeks all hollow, so her voice, 089:06,021[A ]| And this she utters with a dreadful noise: 089:06,022[A ]| Pug! cruel Pug! with whom so long I lived, 089:06,023[A ]| For whom so well I faithfully contrived; 089:06,024[A ]| Wherein have I deserved so ill of thee, 089:06,025[A ]| That thou shouldst part my dearest Colt and me? 089:06,026[A ]| Of brawny blockheads hadst thou not before, 089:06,027[A ]| By my industrious care a numerous store? 089:06,028[A ]| Cleveland herself was never crammed with more. 089:06,029[A ]| By her when first of Wycherley bereft, 089:06,030[A ]| My charming Colt was still a treasure left. 089:06,031[A ]| Nor to my wishes did he disagree, 089:06,032[A ]| I ogled him, and he would squint at me; 089:06,033[A ]| But when his charming limbs the first time pressed 089:06,034[A ]| My hectic body, ne'er was bawd so blessed! 089:06,035[A ]| Lansdowne himself for Colt I did despise, 089:06,036[A ]| Lansdowne, in whom each hour new charms arise, 089:06,037[A ]| Lansdowne the gay, the sprightly, and the wise. 089:06,038[A ]| Big with my joys, to thee I still did run, 089:06,039[A ]| Declared how oft the sacred act was done, 089:06,040[A ]| While, as the melting history I told, 089:06,041[A ]| My twinkling eyes in their old sockets rolled. 089:06,042[A ]| All which by faithless thee with craft was heard, 089:06,043[A ]| No blush in sign of kindling lust appeared ~~ 089:06,044[A ]| Blushing's a thing thou hast conquered long ago, 089:06,045[A ]| And modesty has always been thy foe; 089:06,046[A ]| If e'er thou affect it, 'tis with awkward grace, 089:06,047[A ]| For bawd is always opened in thy face. 089:06,048[A ]| Bawd is thy art, thy accomplishment and trade, 089:06,049[A ]| For that, not love, thou wert a mistress made. 089:06,050[A ]| No hero ever to thy arms was won, 089:06,051[A ]| But in some drunken hour, when love was gone, 089:06,052[A ]| To wallow, fumble, grunt, and spew upon, 089:06,053[A ]| Till my false squinter thou didst lead astray, 089:06,054[A ]| And her that too much trusted thee betray. 089:06,055[A ]| Thus I, poor nymph, am plagued and must not rest, 089:06,056[A ]| Because in that Adonis Colt I'm blessed: 089:06,057[A ]| Colt, who for close intrigues was doubtless made, 089:06,058[A ]| Whose love was never by his looks betrayed, 089:06,059[A ]| For while his melting eyes did mine survey, 089:06,060[A ]| They craftily still seemed another way; 089:06,061[A ]| Which when fond Knight, our confidante, did see, 089:06,062[A ]| She claimed the homage that was paid to me. 089:06,063[A ]| Till to redress the mighty wrong sustained, 089:06,064[A ]| I to my God-like Sovereign complained, 089:06,065[A ]| And by his justice I my right maintained. 089:06,066[A ]| Let mountebanks make market houses ring, 089:06,067[A ]| Of what great feats they've done before the King, 089:06,068[A ]| Let learned Sir*Sam his Windsor Engine try, 089:06,069[A ]| Before great Charles let quacks and seamen lie: 089:06,070[A ]| He ne'er heard swearers till Mall*Knight and I, 089:06,071[A ]| Never heard oaths less valued or less true, 089:06,072[A ]| (And yet, 'tis said, he has paid for swearing too). 089:06,073[A ]| Loudlier we swore than plundering dragoons, 089:06,074[A ]| 'Sblood followed 'Sblood, and Zoons succeeded Zoons, 089:06,075[A ]| Till at the last the bawd's weak forces failed, 089:06,076[A ]| And I by noise and impudence prevailed. 089:06,077[A ]| To France my baffled squeaking rival's gone, 089:06,078[A ]| And Colt and all his eyes are now my own. 089:06,079[A ]| Should she pretend to what's so much my due, 089:06,080[A ]| She might as well take lovely Duncombe too ~~ 089:06,081[A ]| Duncombe, by my great sway and power preferred, 089:06,082[A ]| For mounting me well first now mounts the Guard. 089:06,083[A ]| Help, Church and State, to do a Princess right, 089:06,084[A ]| Guard me from wrongs, and exorcise this sprite; 089:06,085[A ]| Even now in terror on my bed I lie, 089:06,086[A ]| Send Doctor*Burnet to me, or I die. 089:07,000[' ]| 089:07,000[' ]| 089:07,000[A ]| This is fly and pretty, 089:07,000[A ]| And this is wild and witty; 089:07,000[A ]| If either stayed 089:07,000[A ]| Till she died a maid, 089:07,000[A ]| In faith 'twould be great pity. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| And here and there I had her, 089:07,000[A ]| And everywhere I had her, 089:07,000[A ]| Her toy was such, that every touch 089:07,000[A ]| Would make a lover madder. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| For he that would have a wench kind, 089:07,000[A ]| Ne'er smugs up himself like a ninny; 089:07,000[A ]| But plainly tells her his mind, 089:07,000[A ]| And tickles her first with a guinea. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| And if she comes, she shall not 'scape, 089:07,000[A ]| If twenty pounds will win her; 089:07,000[A ]| Her very eye commits a rape, 089:07,000[A ]| 'Tis such a tempting sinner. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| She's so bonny and brisk, 089:07,000[A ]| How she'd curvet and frisk, 089:07,000[A ]| If a man were once mounted upon her! 089:07,000[A ]| Let me have but a leap 089:07,000[A ]| Where 'tis wholesome and cheap, 089:07,000[A ]| And a fig for your person of honour! 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| Love and wenching are toys, 089:07,000[A ]| Fit to please beardless boys, 089:07,000[A ]| They are sports we hate worse than a leaguer; 089:07,000[A ]| When we visit a miss, 089:07,000[A ]| We still brag how we kiss, 089:07,000[A ]| But 'tis with a bottle we feague her. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| She's as frolic and free 089:07,000[A ]| As her lovers dare be, 089:07,000[A ]| Never awed by a foolish punctilio; 089:07,000[A ]| She'll not start from her place, 089:07,000[A ]| Though thou namest a black ace, 089:07,000[A ]| And will drink a beer-glass to Spudilio. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| She's no mistress of mine 089:07,000[A ]| That drinks not her wine, 089:07,000[A ]| Or frowns at my friends' drinking motions; 089:07,000[A ]| If my heart thou wouldst gain, 089:07,000[A ]| Drink thy bottle of champagne, 089:07,000[A ]| 'Twill serve thee for paint and love-potions. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| A catch and a glass, 089:07,000[A ]| A fiddle and a lass, 089:07,000[A ]| What more would an honest man have? 089:07,000[A ]| Hang your temperate sot, 089:07,000[A ]| Who would seem what he's not; 089:07,000[A ]| 'Tis I am wise, he's but grave. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| We'll foot it and side it, my pretty little miss, 089:07,000[A ]| And when we are a-weary, we'll lie down and kiss. 089:07,000[' ]| <****> 089:07,000[A ]| I gave my love a green-gown 089:07,000[A ]| In the merry month of May, 089:07,000[A ]| And down she fell as wantonly 089:07,000[A ]| As a tumbler does at play. 089:08,000[' ]| 089:08,000[' ]| 089:08,001[A ]| Who could expect such crowding here today 089:08,002[A ]| Merely on the report of a new play? 089:08,003[A ]| A man would think you have been so often bit 089:08,004[A ]| By us of late, you should have learned more wit, 089:08,005[A ]| And first have sent a forlorn hope to spy 089:08,006[A ]| The plot and language of our comedy, 089:08,007[A ]| Expecting till some desperate critics had 089:08,008[A ]| Resolved you whether it were good or bad: 089:08,009[A ]| But yet we hope you'll never grow so wise, 089:08,010[A ]| For if you should, we and our comedies 089:08,011[A ]| Must trip to Norwich, or for Ireland go, 089:08,012[A ]| And never fix, but like a puppet-show 089:08,013[A ]| Remove from town to town, from fair to fair, 089:08,014[A ]| Seeking fit chapmen to put off our ware. 089:08,015[A ]| For such our fortune is this barren age, 089:08,016[A ]| That faction now, not wit, supports the stage: 089:08,017[A ]| Wit has, like painting, had her happy flights, 089:08,018[A ]| And in peculiar ages reached her heights, 089:08,019[A ]| Though now declined; yet could some able pen 089:08,020[A ]| Match Fletcher's nature, or the art of Ben, 089:08,021[A ]| The old and graver sort would scarce allow 089:08,022[A ]| Those plays were good, because we writ them now. 089:08,023[A ]| Our author therefore begs you would forget, 089:08,024[A ]| Most reverend judges, the records of wit, 089:08,025[A ]| And only think upon the modern way 089:08,026[A ]| Of writing, whilst you are censuring his play. 089:08,027[A ]| And gallants, as for you, talk loud in the pit, 089:08,028[A ]| Divert yourselves and friends with your own wit; 089:08,029[A ]| Observe the ladies, and neglect the play, 089:08,030[A ]| Or else 'tis feared we are undone today. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| He took her by the apron, 089:08,000[A ]| To bring her to his beck; 089:08,000[A ]| But as he wound her to him 089:08,000[A ]| The apron-strings did break. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| If any man baulk his liquor, 089:08,000[A ]| Let him never baulk the gallows, 089:08,000[A ]| But sing a psalm there with the vicar, 089:08,000[A ]| Or die in a dirty alehouse. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| We'd sing, and we'd laugh, and we'd drink all the day; 089:08,000[A ]| Our reason we'd banish, our senses should sway; 089:08,000[A ]| And every pleasure our wills should obey. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| And Jenny was all my joy, 089:08,000[A ]| She had my heart at her will; 089:08,000[A ]| But I left her and her toy 089:08,000[A ]| When once I had got my fill. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| I have no design here, 089:08,000[A ]| But drinking good wine here. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| Our heads are too airy for plots: 089:08,000[A ]| Let us hug then all three, 089:08,000[A ]| Since our virtues agree, 089:08,000[A ]| We'll hollow and cast up our hats. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| He that leaves his wine for boxes and dice, 089:08,000[A ]| Or his wench for fear of mishaps, 089:08,000[A ]| May he beg all his days, cracking of lice, 089:08,000[A ]| And die in conclusion of claps. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| You widow, that do sleep dog-sleep, 089:08,000[A ]| And now for your dead husband weep, 089:08,000[A ]| Perceiving well what want you have 089:08,000[A ]| Of that poor worm has eat in grave: 089:08,000[A ]| Rise out of bed, and ope the door, 089:08,000[A ]| Here's that will all your joys restore: 089:08,000[A ]| Good-morrow, my mistress, dear, good-morrow, 089:08,000[A ]| Good-morrow, widow. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| He that will win a widow's heart 089:08,000[A ]| Must bear up briskly to her; 089:08,000[A ]| She loves the lad that's free and smart, 089:08,000[A ]| But hates the formal wooer. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| He had and a good right Bilbo blade 089:08,000[A ]| Wherewith he used to vapour; 089:08,000[A ]| Full many a stubborn foe had made 089:08,000[A ]| To wince and cut a caper. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[A ]| Come let's to the tavern 'scape 089:08,000[A ]| And drink whilst we can stand; 089:08,000[A ]| We thirst more for the blood of the grape 089:08,000[A ]| Than for the blood of man. 089:08,000[' ]| <****> 089:08,000[' ]| 089:08,000[' ]| 089:08,001[A ]| Sir*Frederick, now I am revenged on you; 089:08,002[A ]| For all your frolic wit, you are couzened too: 089:08,003[A ]| I have made over all my wealth to these 089:08,004[A ]| Honest gentlemen; they are my trustees. 089:08,005[A ]| Yet, gentlemen, if you are pleased, you may 089:08,006[A ]| Supply his wants, and not your trust betray. 089:08,000[' ]| 089:08,007[A ]| Poor Wheadle hopes he has given you all content; 089:08,008[A ]| Here he protests 'tis that he only meant. 089:08,009[A ]| If you are displeased we are all cross-bit today, 089:08,010[A ]| And he has wheedled us that writ the play. 089:08,000[' ]| 089:08,011[A ]| Like prisoners, conscious of the offended law, 089:08,012[A ]| When juries after the evidence withdraw, 089:08,013[A ]| So waits our author between hope and fear, 089:08,014[A ]| Until he does your doubtful verdict hear. 089:08,015[A ]| Men are more civil than in former days, 089:08,016[A ]| Few now in public hiss or rail at plays; 089:08,017[A ]| He bid me therefore mind your looks with care, 089:08,018[A ]| And told me I should read your sentence there. 089:08,019[A ]| But I, unskilled in faces, cannot guess 089:08,020[A ]| By this first view, what is the play's success. 089:08,021[A ]| Nor shall I ease the author of his fear 089:08,022[A ]| Till twice or thrice, at least, I've seen you here.