206:01,000[' ]| 206:01,001[A ]| O Love! how cold and slow to take my part, 206:01,002[A ]| Thou idle wanderer about my heart. 206:01,003[A ]| Why thy old faithful soldier wilt thou see 206:01,004[A ]| Oppressed in my own tents? They murder me. 206:01,005[A ]| Thy flames consume, thy arrows pierce thy friends; 206:01,006[A ]| Rather, on foes pursue more noble ends. 206:01,007[A ]| Achilles' sword would generously bestow 206:01,008[A ]| A cure as certain as it gave the blow. 206:01,009[A ]| Hunters who follow flying game give o'er 206:01,010[A ]| When the prey's caught; hope still leads on before. 206:01,011[A ]| We thine own slaves feel thy tyrannic blows, 206:01,012[A ]| Whilst thy tame hand's unmoved against thy foes. 206:01,013[A ]| On men disarmed how can you gallant prove? 206:01,014[A ]| And I was long ago disarmed by love. 206:01,015[A ]| Millions of dull men live, and scornful maids: 206:01,016[A ]| We'll own Love valiant when he these invades. 206:01,017[A ]| Rome from each corner of the wide world snatched 206:01,018[A ]| A laurel; else 't had been to this day thatched. 206:01,019[A ]| But the old soldier has his resting place, 206:01,020[A ]| And the good battered horse is turned to grass. 206:01,021[A ]| The harassed whore, who lived a wretch to please, 206:01,022[A ]| Has leave to be a bawd, and take her ease. 206:01,023[A ]| For me, then, who have freely spent my blood, 206:01,024[A ]| Love, in thy service, and so boldly stood 206:01,025[A ]| In Celia's trenches, were 't not wisely done 206:01,026[A ]| E'en to retire, and live at peace at home? 206:01,027[A ]| No! Might I gain a godhead to disclaim 206:01,028[A ]| My glorious title to my endless flame, 206:01,029[A ]| Divinity with scorn I would forswear, 206:01,030[A ]| Such sweet, dear, tempting mischiefs women are. 206:01,031[A ]| Whene'er those flames grow faint, I quickly find 206:01,032[A ]| A fierce black storm pour down upon my mind. 206:01,033[A ]| Headlong I'm hurled, like horsemen who in vain 206:01,034[A ]| Their fury-foaming coursers would restrain. 206:01,035[A ]| As ships, just when the harbor they attain, 206:01,036[A ]| By sudden blasts are snatched to sea again, 206:01,037[A ]| So Love's fantastic storms reduce my heart 206:01,038[A ]| Half-rescued, and the god resumes his dart. 206:01,039[A ]| Strike here, this undefended bosom wound, 206:01,040[A ]| And for so brave a conquest be renowned. 206:01,041[A ]| Shafts fly so fast to me from every part, 206:01,042[A ]| You'll scarce discern your quiver from my heart. 206:01,043[A ]| What wretch can bear a livelong night's dull rest, 206:01,044[A ]| Or think himself in lazy slumbers blessed? 206:01,045[A ]| Fool! Is not sleep the image of pale death? 206:01,046[A ]| There's time for rest when fate has stopped your breath. 206:01,047[A ]| Me may my soft deluding dear deceive: 206:01,048[A ]| I'm happy in my hopes whilst I believe. 206:01,049[A ]| Now let her flatter, then as fondly chide; 206:01,050[A ]| Often may I enjoy, oft be denied. 206:01,051[A ]| With doubtful steps the god of war does move 206:01,052[A ]| By thy example led, ambiguous Love. 206:01,053[A ]| Blown to and fro like down from thy own wing, 206:01,054[A ]| Who knows when joy or anguish thou wilt bring? 206:01,055[A ]| Yet at thy mother's and thy slave's request, 206:01,056[A ]| Fix an eternal empire in my breast; 206:01,057[A ]| And let th' inconstant charming sex, 206:01,058[A ]| Whose willful scorn does lovers vex, 206:01,059[A ]| Submit their hearts before thy throne: 206:01,060[A ]| The vassal world is then thy own. 206:02,000[' ]| 206:02,001[A ]| As some brave admiral, in former war 206:02,002[A ]| Deprived of force, but pressed with courage still, 206:02,003[A ]| Two rival fleets appearing from afar, 206:02,004[A ]| Crawls to the top of an adjacent hill; 206:02,005[A ]| From whence, with thoughts full of concern, he views 206:02,006[A ]| The wise and daring conduct of the fight, 206:02,007[A ]| Whilst each bold action to his mind renews 206:02,008[A ]| His present glory and his past delight; 206:02,009[A ]| From his fierce eyes flashes of fire he throws, 206:02,010[A ]| As from black clouds when lightning breaks away; 206:02,011[A ]| Transported, thinks himself amidst the foes, 206:02,012[A ]| And absent, yet enjoys the bloody day; 206:02,013[A ]| So, when my days of impotence approach, 206:02,014[A ]| And I'm by pox and wine's unlucky chance 206:02,015[A ]| Forced from the pleasing pillows of debauch 206:02,016[A ]| On the dull shore of lazy temperance, 206:02,017[A ]| My pains at least some respite shall afford 206:02,018[A ]| While I behold the battles you maintain 206:02,019[A ]| When fleets of glasses sail about the board, 206:02,020[A ]| From whose broadsides volleys of wit shall rain. 206:02,021[A ]| Nor let the sight of honorable scars, 206:02,022[A ]| Which my too forward valor did procure, 206:02,023[A ]| Frighten new-listed soldiers from the wars: 206:02,024[A ]| Past joys have more than paid what I endure. 206:02,025[A ]| Should any youth (worth being drunk) prove nice, 206:02,026[A ]| And from his fair inviter meanly shrink, 206:02,027[A ]| 'Twill please the ghost of my departed vice 206:02,028[A ]| If, at my counsel, he repent and drink. 206:02,029[A ]| Or should some cold-complexioned sot forbid, 206:02,030[A ]| With his dull morals, our bold night-alarms, 206:02,031[A ]| I'll fire his blood by telling what I did 206:02,032[A ]| When I was strong and able to bear arms. 206:02,033[A ]| I'll tell of whores attacked, their lords at home; 206:02,034[A ]| Bawds' quarters beaten up, and fortress won; 206:02,035[A ]| Windows demolished, watches overcome; 206:02,036[A ]| And handsome ills by my contrivance done. 206:02,037[A ]| Nor shall our love-fits, Chloris, be forgot, 206:02,038[A ]| When each the well-looked linkboy strove t' enjoy, 206:02,039[A ]| And the best kiss was the deciding lot 206:02,040[A ]| Whether the boy fucked you, or I the boy. 206:02,041[A ]| With tales like these I will such thoughts inspire 206:02,042[A ]| As to important mischief shall incline: 206:02,043[A ]| I'll make him long some ancient church to fire, 206:02,044[A ]| And fear no lewdness he's called to by wine. 206:02,045[A ]| Thus, statesmanlike, I'll saucily impose, 206:02,046[A ]| And safe from action, valiantly advise; 206:02,047[A ]| Sheltered in impotence, urge you to blows, 206:02,048[A ]| And being good for nothing else, be wise. 206:03,000[' ]| 206:03,001[A ]| Dear friend, 206:03,002[A ]| I hear this town does so abound 206:03,003[A ]| With saucy censurers, that faults are found 206:03,004[A ]| With what of late we, in poetic rage 206:03,005[A ]| Bestowing, threw away on the dull age. 206:03,006[A ]| But howsoe'er envy their spleen may raise 206:03,007[A ]| To rob my brow of the deserved bays, 206:03,008[A ]| Their thanks at least I merit, since through me 206:03,009[A ]| They are partakers of your poetry. 206:03,010[A ]| And this is all I'll say in my defence: 206:03,011[A ]| T' obtain one line of your well-worded sense, 206:03,012[A ]| I'd be content t' have writ the British Prince. 206:03,013[A ]| I'm none of those who think themselves inspired, 206:03,014[A ]| Nor write with the vain hopes to be admired, 206:03,015[A ]| But from a rule I have upon long trial: 206:03,016[A ]| T' avoid with care all sort of self-denial. 206:03,017[A ]| Which way soe'er desire and fancy lead, 206:03,018[A ]| Contemning fame, that path I boldly tread. 206:03,019[A ]| And if, exposing what I take for wit, 206:03,020[A ]| To my dear self a pleasure I beget, 206:03,021[A ]| No matter though the censuring critic fret. 206:03,022[A ]| Those whom my muse displeases are at strife 206:03,023[A ]| With equal spleen against my course of life, 206:03,024[A ]| The least delight of which I'd not forgo 206:03,025[A ]| For all the flattering praise man can bestow. 206:03,026[A ]| If I designed to please, the way were then 206:03,027[A ]| To mend my manners rather than my pen. 206:03,028[A ]| The first's unnatural, therefore unfit, 206:03,029[A ]| And for the second, I despair of it, 206:03,030[A ]| Since grace is not so hard to get as wit. 206:03,031[A ]| Perhaps ill verses ought to be confined 206:03,032[A ]| In mere good breeding, like unsavoury wind. 206:03,033[A ]| Were reading forced, I should be apt to think 206:03,034[A ]| Men might no more write scurvily than stink. 206:03,035[A ]| But 'tis your choice whether you'll read or no; 206:03,036[A ]| If likewise of your smelling it were so, 206:03,037[A ]| I'd fart, just as I write, for my own ease, 206:03,038[A ]| Nor should you be concerned unless you please. 206:03,039[A ]| I'll own that you write better than I do, 206:03,040[A ]| But I have as much need to write as you. 206:03,041[A ]| What though the excrement of my dull brain 206:03,042[A ]| Runs in a costive and insipid strain, 206:03,043[A ]| Whilst your rich head eases itself of wit: 206:03,044[A ]| Must none but civet cats have leave to shit? 206:03,045[A ]| In all I write, should sense and wit and rhyme 206:03,046[A ]| Fail me at once, yet something so sublime 206:03,047[A ]| Shall stamp my poem, that the world may see 206:03,048[A ]| It could have been produced by none but me. 206:03,049[A ]| And that's my end, for man can wish no more 206:03,050[A ]| Than so to write, as none e'er writ before. 206:03,051[A ]| But why am I no poet of the times? 206:03,052[A ]| I have allusions, similes, and rhymes, 206:03,053[A ]| And wit ~~ or else 'tis hard that I alone 206:03,054[A ]| Of the whole race of mankind should have none. 206:03,055[A ]| Unequally the partial hand of heaven 206:03,056[A ]| Has all but this one only blessing given. 206:03,057[A ]| The world appears like a large family 206:03,058[A ]| Whose lord, oppressed with pride and poverty, 206:03,059[A ]| That to a few great plenty he may show, 206:03,060[A ]| Is fain to starve the numerous train below: 206:03,061[A ]| Just so seems Providence, as poor and vain, 206:03,062[A ]| Keeping more creatures than it can maintain; 206:03,063[A ]| Here 'tis profuse, and there it meanly saves, 206:03,064[A ]| And for one prince it makes ten thousand slaves. 206:03,065[A ]| In wit alone 't has been munificent, 206:03,066[A ]| Of which so just a share to each is sent 206:03,067[A ]| That the most avaricious is content: 206:03,068[A ]| Who ever thought ~~ the due division's such ~~ 206:03,069[A ]| His own too little, or his friend's too much? 206:03,070[A ]| Yet most men show, or find great want of wit, 206:03,071[A ]| Writing themselves, or judging what is writ. 206:03,072[A ]| But I, who am of sprightly vigor full, 206:03,073[A ]| Look on mankind as envious and dull. 206:03,074[A ]| Born to myself, myself I like alone 206:03,075[A ]| And must conclude my judgment good, or none. 206:03,076[A ]| For should my sense be nought, how could I know 206:03,077[A ]| Whether another man's be good or no? 206:03,078[A ]| Thus I resolve of my own poetry 206:03,079[A ]| That 'tis the best, and that's a fame for me. 206:03,080[A ]| If then I'm happy, what does it advance 206:03,081[A ]| Whether to merit due, or arrogance? 206:03,082[B ]| "Oh! but the world will take offense thereby." 206:03,083[A ]| Why then, the world will suffer for 't, not I. 206:03,084[A ]| Did e'er this saucy world and I agree 206:03,085[A ]| To let it have its beastly will of me? 206:03,086[A ]| Why should my prostituted sense be drawn 206:03,087[A ]| To every rule their musty customs spawn? 206:03,088[B ]| "But men will censure you." 206:03,088[A ]| 'Tis ten to one 206:03,089[A ]| Whene'er they censure, they'll be in the wrong. 206:03,090[A ]| There's not a thing on earth that I can name 206:03,091[A ]| So foolish and so false as common fame. 206:03,092[A ]| It calls the courtier knave, the plain man rude, 206:03,093[A ]| Haughty the grave, and the delightful lewd, 206:03,094[A ]| Impertinent the brisk, morose the sad, 206:03,095[A ]| Mean the familiar, the reserved one man. 206:03,096[A ]| Poor helpless woman is not favored more: 206:03,097[A ]| She's a sly hypocrite, or public whore. 206:03,098[A ]| Then who the devil would give this to be free 206:03,099[A ]| From th' innocent reproach of infamy? 206:03,100[A ]| These things considered make me, in despite 206:03,101[A ]| Of idle rumour, keep at home and write. 206:04,000[' ]| 206:04,001[A ]| Nothing! thou elder brother even to Shade: 206:04,002[A ]| Thou hadst a being ere the world was made, 206:04,003[A ]| And well fixed, art alone of ending not afraid. 206:04,004[A ]| Ere Time and Place were, Time and Place were not, 206:04,005[A ]| When primitive Nothing Something straight begot; 206:04,006[A ]| Then all proceeded from the great united What. 206:04,007[A ]| Something, the general attribute of all, 206:04,008[A ]| Severed from thee, its sole original, 206:04,009[A ]| Into thy boundless self must undistinguished fall; 206:04,010[A ]| Yet Something did thy mighty power command, 206:04,011[A ]| And from thy fruitful Emptiness's hand 206:04,012[A ]| Snatched men, beasts, birds, fire, water, air, and land. 206:04,013[A ]| Matter, the wicked'st offspring of thy race, 206:04,014[A ]| By Form assisted, flew from thy embrace, 206:04,015[A ]| And rebel Light obscured thy reverend dusky face. 206:04,016[A ]| With Form and Matter, Time and Place did join; 206:04,017[A ]| Body, thy foe, with these did leagues combine 206:04,018[A ]| To spoil thy peaceful realm, and ruin all thy line; 206:04,019[A ]| But turncoat Time assists the foe in vain, 206:04,020[A ]| And bribed by thee, destroys their short-lived reign, 206:04,021[A ]| And to thy hungry womb drives back thy slaves again. 206:04,022[A ]| Though mysteries are barred from laic eyes, 206:04,023[A ]| And the divine alone with warrant pries 206:04,024[A ]| Into thy bosom, where the truth in private lies, 206:04,025[A ]| Yet this of thee the wise may truly say: 206:04,026[A ]| Thou from the virtuous nothing dost delay, 206:04,027[A ]| And to be part of thee the wicked wisely pray. 206:04,028[A ]| Great Negative, how vainly would the wise 206:04,029[A ]| Inquire, define, distinguish, teach, devise, 206:04,030[A ]| Didst thou not stand to point their blind philosophies! 206:04,031[A ]| Is or Is Not, the two great ends of Fate, 206:04,032[A ]| And True or False, the subject of debate, 206:04,033[A ]| That perfect or destroy the vast designs of state - 206:04,034[A ]| When they have racked the politician's breast, 206:04,035[A ]| Within thy bosom most securely rest, 206:04,036[A ]| And when reduced to thee, are least unsafe and best. 206:04,037[A ]| But Nothing, why does Something still permit 206:04,038[A ]| That sacred monarchs should in council sit 206:04,039[A ]| With persons highly thought at best for nothing fit, 206:04,040[A ]| While weighty Something modestly abstains 206:04,041[A ]| From princes' coffers, and from statesmen's brains, 206:04,042[A ]| And Nothing there like stately Nothing reigns? 206:04,043[A ]| Nothing! who dwellst with fools in grave disguise, 206:04,044[A ]| For whom they reverend shapes and forms devise, 206:04,045[A ]| Lawn sleeves and furs and gowns, when they like thee look wise: 206:04,046[A ]| French truth, Dutch prowess, British policy, 206:04,047[A ]| Hibernian learning, Scotch civility, 206:04,048[A ]| Spaniard's dispatch, Danes' wit are mainly seen in thee; 206:04,049[A ]| The great man's gratitude to his best friend, 206:04,050[A ]| Kings' promises, whores' vows ~~ towards thee they bend, 206:04,051[A ]| Flow swiftly into thee, and in thee ever end. 206:05,000[' ]| 206:05,001[A ]| Much wine had passed, with grave discourse 206:05,002[A ]| Of who fucks who, and who does worse 206:05,003[A ]| (Such as you usually do hear 206:05,004[A ]| From those that diet at the*Bear), 206:05,005[A ]| When I, who still take care to see 206:05,006[A ]| Drunkenness relieved by lechery, 206:05,007[A ]| Went out into St%*James's*Park 206:05,008[A ]| To cool my head and fire my heart. 206:05,009[A ]| But though St%*James has th' honor on 't, 206:05,010[A ]| 'Tis consecrate to prick and cunt. 206:05,011[A ]| There, by a most incestuous birth, 206:05,012[A ]| Strange woods spring from the teeming earth; 206:05,013[A ]| For they relate how heretofore, 206:05,014[A ]| When ancient Pict began to whore, 206:05,015[A ]| Deluded of his assignation 206:05,016[A ]| (Jilting, it seems, was then in fashion), 206:05,017[A ]| Poor pensive lover, in this place 206:05,018[A ]| Would frig upon his mother's face; 206:05,019[A ]| Whence rows of mandrakes tall did rise 206:05,020[A ]| Whose lewd tops fucked the very skies. 206:05,021[A ]| Each imitative branch does twine 206:05,022[A ]| In some loved fold of Aretine, 206:05,023[A ]| And nightly now beneath their shade 206:05,024[A ]| Are buggeries, rapes, and incests made. 206:05,025[A ]| Unto this all-sin-sheltering grove 206:05,026[A ]| Whores of the bulk and the alcove, 206:05,027[A ]| Great ladies, chambermaids, and drudges, 206:05,028[A ]| The ragpicker, and heiress trudges. 206:05,029[A ]| Carmen, divines, great lords, and tailors, 206:05,030[A ]| Prentices, poets, pimps, and jailers, 206:05,031[A ]| Footmen, fine fops do here arrive, 206:05,032[A ]| And here promiscuously they swive. 206:05,033[A ]| Along these hallowed walks it was 206:05,034[A ]| That I beheld Corinna pass. 206:05,035[A ]| Whoever had been by to see 206:05,036[A ]| The proud disdain she cast on me 206:05,037[A ]| Through charming eyes, he would have swore 206:05,038[A ]| She dropped from heaven that very hour, 206:05,039[A ]| Forsaking the divine abode 206:05,040[A ]| In scorn of some despairing god. 206:05,041[A ]| But mark what creatures women are: 206:05,042[A ]| How infinitely vile, when fair! 206:05,043[A ]| Three knights o' th' elbow and the slur 206:05,044[A ]| With wriggling tails made up to her. 206:05,045[A ]| The first was of your Whitehall blades, 206:05,046[A ]| Near kin t' th' Mother of the Maids; 206:05,047[A ]| Graced by whose favour he was able 206:05,048[A ]| To bring a friend t' th' Waiters' table, 206:05,049[A ]| Where he had heard Sir*Edward*Sutton 206:05,050[A ]| Say how the King loved Banstead mutton; 206:05,051[A ]| Since when he'd ne'er be brought to eat 206:05,052[A ]| By 's good will any other meat. 206:05,053[A ]| In this, as well as all the rest, 206:05,054[A ]| He ventures to do like the best, 206:05,055[A ]| But wanting common sense, th' ingredient 206:05,056[A ]| In choosing well not least expedient, 206:05,057[A ]| Converts abortive imitation 206:05,058[A ]| To universal affectation. 206:05,059[A ]| Thus he not only eats and talks 206:05,060[A ]| But feels and smells, sits down and walks, 206:05,061[A ]| Nay looks, and lives, and loves by rote, 206:05,062[A ]| In an old tawdry birthday coat. 206:05,063[A ]| The second was a Grays*Inn wit, 206:05,064[A ]| A great inhabiter of the pit, 206:05,065[A ]| Where critic-like he sits and squints, 206:05,066[A ]| Steals pocket handkerchiefs, and hints, 206:05,067[A ]| From 's neighbor, and the comedy, 206:05,068[A ]| To court, and pay, his landlady. 206:05,069[A ]| The third, a lady's eldest son 206:05,070[A ]| Within few years of twenty-one, 206:05,071[A ]| Who hopes from his propitious fate, 206:05,072[A ]| Against he comes to his estate, 206:05,073[A ]| By these two worthies to be made 206:05,074[A ]| A most accomplished tearing blade. 206:05,075[A ]| One, in a strain 'twixt tune and nonsense, 206:05,076[A ]| Cries, 206:05,076[W ]| "Madam, I have loved you long since. 206:05,077[W ]| Permit me your fair hand to kiss"; 206:05,078[A ]| When at her mouth her cunt cries, 206:05,078[X ]| "Yes!" 206:05,079[A ]| In short, without much more ado, 206:05,080[A ]| Joyful and pleased, away she flew, 206:05,081[A ]| And with these three confounded asses 206:05,082[A ]| From park to hackney coach she passes. 206:05,083[A ]| So a proud bitch does lead about 206:05,084[A ]| Of humble curs the amorous rout, 206:05,085[A ]| Who most obsequiously do hunt 206:05,086[A ]| The savory scent of salt-swoln cunt. 206:05,087[A ]| Some power more patient now relate 206:05,088[A ]| The sense of this surprising fate. 206:05,089[A ]| Gods! that a thing admired by me 206:05,090[A ]| Should fall to so much infamy. 206:05,091[A ]| Had she picked out, to rub her arse on, 206:05,092[A ]| Some stiff-pricked clown or well-hung parson, 206:05,093[A ]| Each job of whose spermatic sluice 206:05,094[A ]| Had filled her cunt with wholesome juice, 206:05,095[A ]| I the proceeding should have praised 206:05,096[A ]| In hope sh' had quenched a fire I raised. 206:05,097[A ]| Such natural freedoms are but just: 206:05,098[A ]| There's something dangerous in mere lust. 206:05,099[A ]| But to turn damned abandoned jade 206:05,100[A ]| When neither head nor tail persuade; 206:05,101[A ]| To be a whore in understanding, 206:05,102[A ]| A passive pot for fools to spend in! 206:05,103[A ]| The devil played booty, sure, with thee 206:05,104[A ]| To bring a blot on infamy. 206:05,105[A ]| But why am I, of all mankind, 206:05,106[A ]| To so severe a fate designed? 206:05,107[A ]| Ungrateful! Why this treachery 206:05,108[A ]| To humble, fond, believing me, 206:05,109[A ]| Who gave you privilege above 206:05,110[A ]| The nice allowances of love? 206:05,111[A ]| Did ever I refuse to bear 206:05,112[A ]| The meanest part your lust could spare? 206:05,113[A ]| When your lewd cunt came spewing home 206:05,114[A ]| Drenched with the seed of half the town, 206:05,115[A ]| My dram of sperm was supped up after 206:05,116[A ]| For the digestive surfeit water. 206:05,117[A ]| Full gorged at another time 206:05,118[A ]| With a vast meal of nasty slime 206:05,119[A ]| Which your devouring cunt had drawn 206:05,120[A ]| From porter's backs and footmen's brawn, 206:05,121[A ]| I was content to serve you up 206:05,122[A ]| My ballock-full for your grace cup, 206:05,123[A ]| Nor ever thought it an abuse 206:05,124[A ]| While you had pleasure for excuse ~~ 206:05,125[A ]| You that could make my heart away 206:05,126[A ]| For noise and color, and betray 206:05,127[A ]| The secrets of my tender hours 206:05,128[A ]| To such knight-errant paramours, 206:05,129[A ]| When, leaning on your faithless breast, 206:05,130[A ]| Wrapped in security and rest, 206:05,131[A ]| Soft kindness all my powers did move, 206:05,132[A ]| And reason lay dissolved in love! 206:05,133[A ]| May stinking vapors choke your womb 206:05,134[A ]| Such as the men you dote upon! 206:05,135[A ]| May your depraved appetite, 206:05,136[A ]| That could in whiffling fools delight, 206:05,137[A ]| Beget such frenzies in your mind 206:05,138[A ]| You may go mad for the north wind, 206:05,139[A ]| And fixing all your hopes upon 't 206:05,140[A ]| To have him bluster in your cunt, 206:05,141[A ]| Turn up your longing arse t' th' air 206:05,142[A ]| And perish in a wild despair! 206:05,143[A ]| But cowards shall forget to rant, 206:05,144[A ]| Schoolboys to frig, old whores to paint; 206:05,145[A ]| The Jesuits' fraternity 206:05,146[A ]| Shall leave the use of buggery; 206:05,147[A ]| Crab-louse, inspired with grace divine, 206:05,148[A ]| From earthly cod to heaven shall climb; 206:05,149[A ]| Physicians shall believe in Jesus, 206:05,150[A ]| And disobedience cease to please us, 206:05,151[A ]| Ere I desist with all my power 206:05,152[A ]| To plague this woman and undo her. 206:05,153[A ]| But my revenge will best be timed 206:05,154[A ]| When she is married that is limed. 206:05,155[A ]| In that most lamentable state 206:05,156[A ]| I'll make her feel my scorn and hate: 206:05,157[A ]| Pelt her with scandals, truth or lies, 206:05,158[A ]| And her poor cur with jealousies, 206:05,159[A ]| Till I have torn him from her breech, 206:05,160[A ]| While she whines like a dog-drawn bitch; 206:05,161[A ]| Loathed and despised, kicked out o' th' Town 206:05,162[A ]| Into some dirty hole alone, 206:05,163[A ]| To chew the cud of misery 206:05,164[A ]| And know she owes it all to me. 206:05,165[A ]| And may no woman better thrive 206:05,166[A ]| That dares prophane the cunt I swive! 206:06,000[' ]| 206:06,001[A ]| Madam, 206:06,002[A ]| If you're deceived, it is not by my cheat, 206:06,003[A ]| For all disguises are below the great. 206:06,004[A ]| What man or woman upon earth can say 206:06,005[A ]| I ever used 'em well above a day? 206:06,006[A ]| How is it, then, that I inconstant am? 206:06,007[A ]| He changes not who always is the same. 206:06,008[A ]| In my dear self I center everything: 206:06,009[A ]| My servants, friends, my mistress, and my King; 206:06,010[A ]| Nay, heaven and earth to that one point I bring. 206:06,011[A ]| Well mannered, honest, generous, and stout 206:06,012[A ]| (Names by dull fools to plague mankind found out) 206:06,013[A ]| Should I regard, I must myself constrain, 206:06,014[A ]| And 'tis my maxim to avoid all pain. 206:06,015[A ]| You fondly look for what none e'er could find, 206:06,016[A ]| Deceive yourself, and then call me unkind, 206:06,017[A ]| And by false reasons would my falsehood prove: 206:06,018[A ]| For 'tis as natural to change, as love. 206:06,019[A ]| You may as justly at the sun repine 206:06,020[A ]| Because alike it does not always shine. 206:06,021[A ]| No glorious thing was ever made to stay: 206:06,022[A ]| My blazing star but visits, and away. 206:06,023[A ]| As fatal, too, it shines as those i' th' skies: 206:06,024[A ]| 'Tis never seen but some great lady dies. 206:06,025[A ]| The boasted favor you so precious hold 206:06,026[A ]| To me's no more than changing of my gold: 206:06,027[A ]| Whate'er you gave, I paid you back in bliss; 206:06,028[A ]| Then where's the obligation, pray, of this? 206:06,029[A ]| If heretofore you found grace in my eyes, 206:06,030[A ]| Be thankful for it, and let that suffice. 206:06,031[A ]| But women, beggar-like, still haunt the door 206:06,032[A ]| Where they've received a charity before. 206:06,033[A ]| O happy sultan, whom we barbarous call, 206:06,034[A ]| How much refined art thou above us all! 206:06,035[A ]| Who envies not the joys of thy serail? 206:06,036[A ]| Thee like some god the trembling crowd adore; 206:06,037[A ]| Each man's thy slave, and womankind thy whore. 206:06,038[A ]| Methinks I see thee, underneath the shade 206:06,039[A ]| Of golden canopies supinely laid, 206:06,040[A ]| Thy crouching slaves all silent as the night, 206:06,041[A ]| But, at thy nod, all active as the light! 206:06,042[A ]| Secure in solid sloth thou there dost reign, 206:06,043[A ]| And feel'st the joys of love without the pain. 206:06,044[A ]| Each female courts thee with a wishing eye, 206:06,045[A ]| Whilst thou with awful pride walk'st careless by, 206:06,046[A ]| Till thy kind pledge at last marks out the dame 206:06,047[A ]| Thou fanciest most to quench thy present flame. 206:06,048[A ]| Then from thy bed submissive she retires, 206:06,049[A ]| And thankful for the grace, no more requires. 206:06,050[A ]| No loud reproach nor fond unwelcome sound 206:06,051[A ]| Of women's tongues thy sacred ear dares wound. 206:06,052[A ]| If any do, a nimble mute straight ties 206:06,053[A ]| The true love knot, and stops her foolish cries. 206:06,054[A ]| Thou fear'st no injured kinsman's threatening blade, 206:06,055[A ]| Nor midnight ambushes by rivals laid; 206:06,056[A ]| While here with aching hearts our joys we taste, 206:06,057[A ]| Disturbed by swords, like Damocles his feast.