306:00,000[' ]| 306:01,000[' ]| 306:01,001[A ]| Phillis, let's shun the common fate, 306:01,002[A ]| And let our love ne'er turn to hate; 306:01,003[A ]| I'll dote no longer than I can, 306:01,004[A ]| Without being called a faithless man. 306:01,005[A ]| When we begin to want discourse, 306:01,006[A ]| And kindness seems to taste of force, 306:01,007[A ]| As freely as we met, we'll part, 306:01,008[A ]| Each one possessed of their own heart. 306:01,009[A ]| Thus whilst rash fools themselves undo; 306:01,010[A ]| We'll game, and give off savers too; 306:01,011[A ]| So equally the match we'll make, 306:01,012[A ]| Both shall be glad to draw the stake: 306:01,013[A ]| A smile of thine shall make my bliss, 306:01,014[A ]| I will enjoy thee in a kiss; 306:01,015[A ]| If from this height our kindness fall, 306:01,016[A ]| We'll bravely scorn to love at all: 306:01,017[A ]| If thy affection first decay, 306:01,018[A ]| I will the blame on nature lay. 306:01,019[A ]| Alas, what cordial can remove 306:01,020[A ]| The hasty fate of dying love? 306:01,021[A ]| Thus we will all the world excel 306:01,022[A ]| In loving, and in parting well. 306:02,000[' ]| 306:02,001[A ]| Not Celia, that I juster am 306:02,002[A ]| Or better than the rest, 306:02,003[A ]| For I would change each hour like them, 306:02,004[A ]| Were not my heart at rest. 306:02,005[A ]| But I am tied to very thee, 306:02,006[A ]| By every thought I have, 306:02,007[A ]| Thy face I only care to see, 306:02,008[A ]| Thy heart I only crave. 306:02,009[A ]| All that in woman is adored, 306:02,010[A ]| In thy dear self I find, 306:02,011[A ]| For the whole sex can but afford, 306:02,012[A ]| The handsome and the kind. 306:02,013[A ]| Why then should I seek farther store, 306:02,014[A ]| And still make love anew; 306:02,015[A ]| When change itself can give no more, 306:02,016[A ]| 'Tis easy to be true. 306:03,000[' ]| 306:03,001[A ]| Thirsis no more against my flame advise, 306:03,002[A ]| But let me be in love, and be you wise: 306:03,003[A ]| Here end, and there begin a new address, 306:03,004[A ]| Pursue the vulgar easy happiness: 306:03,005[A ]| Leave me to Amaranta, who alone 306:03,006[A ]| Can in my sullen heart erect her throne: 306:03,007[A ]| I know, as well as you, 'tis mean to burn, 306:03,008[A ]| For one who to our flame makes no return: 306:03,009[A ]| But you, like me, feel not those conquering eyes, 306:03,010[A ]| Which mock prevention by a quick surprise: 306:03,011[A ]| And now like a hurt deer, in vain I start 306:03,012[A ]| From her, that in my breast has hid the dart. 306:03,013[A ]| Though I can never reach her excellence, 306:03,014[A ]| Take somewhat in my hopeless love's defence. 306:03,015[A ]| Her beauty is her not esteemed wealth, 306:03,016[A ]| And graces play about her eyes by stealth; 306:03,017[A ]| Virtue in others, the forced child of art, 306:03,018[A ]| Is but the native temper of her heart: 306:03,019[A ]| All charms her sex so often court in vain, 306:03,020[A ]| (Like Indian fruit, which our cold earth disdain) 306:03,021[A ]| In her grow wild, as in their native air, 306:03,022[A ]| And she has all perfection without care. 306:03,023[A ]| Of lovers harms she has the tenderest sense, 306:03,024[A ]| That can consist with so much innocence. 306:03,025[A ]| Like a wise prince, she rules her subjects so, 306:03,026[A ]| That neither want, nor luxury they know. 306:03,027[A ]| None vainly hoping what, she may not give, 306:03,028[A ]| Like humble slaves at small expense we live: 306:03,029[A ]| And I the wretched comfort only share, 306:03,030[A ]| To be the least whom she will bid despair. 306:04,000[' ]| 306:04,001[A ]| Cloris, I cannot say your eyes 306:04,002[A ]| Did my unwary heart suprise; 306:04,003[A ]| Nor will I swear it was your face, 306:04,004[A ]| Your shape, or any nameless grace: 306:04,005[A ]| For you are so entirely fair, 306:04,006[A ]| To love a part, injustice were; 306:04,007[A ]| No drowning man can know which drop 306:04,008[A ]| Of water his last breath did stop; 306:04,009[A ]| So when the stars in heaven appear, 306:04,010[A ]| And join to make the night look clear; 306:04,011[A ]| The light we no one's bounty call, 306:04,012[A ]| But the obliging gift of all. 306:04,013[A ]| He that does lips or hands adore, 306:04,014[A ]| Deserves them only, and no more; 306:04,015[A ]| But I love all, and every part, 306:04,016[A ]| And nothing less can ease my heart. 306:04,017[A ]| Cupid, that lover, weakly strikes, 306:04,018[A ]| Who can express what 'tis he likes. 306:05,000[' ]| 306:05,001[A ]| Love, when 'tis true, needs not the aid 306:05,002[A ]| Of sighs nor oaths to make it known; 306:05,003[A ]| And, to convince the cruellest maid, 306:05,004[A ]| Lovers should use their love alone: 306:05,005[A ]| Into their very looks 'twill steal; 306:05,006[A ]| And he that most would hide his flame, 306:05,007[A ]| Does in that case his pain reveal, 306:05,008[A ]| Silence itself can love proclaim. 306:05,009[A ]| This my Aurelia made me shun, 306:05,010[A ]| The paths that common lovers tread: 306:05,011[A ]| Whose guilty passions are begun 306:05,012[A ]| Not in their heart, but in their head. 306:05,013[A ]| I could not sigh, and with crossed arms 306:05,014[A ]| Accuse your rigour and my fate, 306:05,015[A ]| Nor tax your beauty with such charms 306:05,016[A ]| As men adore, and women hate: 306:05,017[A ]| But careless lived, and without art, 306:05,018[A ]| Knowing my love you must have spied, 306:05,019[A ]| And thinking it a foolish part, 306:05,020[A ]| To set to show, what none can hide. 306:06,000[' ]| 306:06,001[B ]| Cloris, you live adored by all, 306:06,002[B ]| And yet on none your favours fall. 306:06,003[B ]| A stranger mistress ne'er was known; 306:06,004[B ]| You pay 'em all in paying none. 306:06,005[B ]| We him of avarice accuse, 306:06,006[B ]| Who what he has forbears to use; 306:06,007[B ]| But what disease of mind shall I 306:06,008[B ]| Call this, thy hated penury? 306:06,009[B ]| Thou wilt not give out of a store, 306:06,010[B ]| Which no profuseness can make poor. 306:06,011[B ]| Misers, when dead, they make amends, 306:06,012[B ]| And in their wills enrich their friends; 306:06,013[B ]| But when thou diest, thy treasure dies, 306:06,014[B ]| And thou canst leave no legacies. 306:06,015[B ]| What madness is it then to spare, 306:06,016[B ]| When we want power to make an heir? 306:06,017[B ]| Live, Cloris, then at the full rate 306:06,018[B ]| Of thy great beauty; and since fate, 306:06,019[B ]| To love and youth, is so severe, 306:06,020[B ]| Enjoy 'em freely while thou art here. 306:06,021[B ]| Some caution yet I'd have thee use, 306:06,022[B ]| When e'er thou dost a servant choose: 306:06,023[B ]| Men are not all for lovers fit, 306:06,024[B ]| No more than arms, or arts of wit: 306:06,025[B ]| For wisdom some respected are, 306:06,026[B ]| Some we see powerful at the bar; 306:06,027[B ]| Some for preferment waste their time, 306:06,028[B ]| And the steep hill of honour climb. 306:06,029[B ]| Others of love their business make, 306:06,030[B ]| In love their whole diversion take. 306:06,031[B ]| Take one of those; for in one breast 306:06,032[B ]| Two passions live but ill at rest: 306:06,033[B ]| Be wise, and with discretion fly 306:06,034[B ]| All that take flame at every eye. 306:06,035[B ]| All sorts with powdered coat and hair; 306:06,036[B ]| All that dare more than think thee fair, 306:06,037[B ]| Take one of love who nothing says, 306:06,038[B ]| And yet whom every word betrays; 306:06,039[B ]| Love in the cradle prettiest shows. 306:06,040[B ]| And when it can speak, unruly grows. 306:07,000[' ]| 306:07,001[' ]| When fair Aurelia first became 306:07,002[' ]| The mistress of his heart, 306:07,003[' ]| So mild and gentle was her reign, 306:07,004[' ]| Thirsis in hers had part. 306:07,005[' ]| Reserves and care he laid aside, 306:07,006[' ]| And gave a loose to love; 306:07,007[' ]| The headlong course he must abide, 306:07,008[' ]| How steep soe'er it prove. 306:07,009[' ]| At first disdain and pride he feared; 306:07,010[' ]| But they being overthrown, 306:07,011[' ]| No second foe a while appeared, 306:07,012[' ]| And he thought all his own: 306:07,013[' ]| He thought himself a happier man 306:07,014[' ]| Than ever loved before; 306:07,015[' ]| Her favours still his hopes outran, 306:07,016[' ]| Yet still he loved the more: 306:07,017[' ]| Love smiled at first, then looking grave, 306:07,018[' ]| Said, 306:07,018[X ]| Thirsis, leave to boast; 306:07,019[X ]| More joy than all her kindness gave, 306:07,020[X ]| Her fickleness will cost. 306:07,021[' ]| He spoke, and from that fatal time, 306:07,022[' ]| All Thirsis did or said, 306:07,023[' ]| Appeared unwelcome, or a crime 306:07,024[' ]| To the ungrateful maid. 306:08,000[' ]| 306:08,001[A ]| Fear not, my dear, a flame can never die, 306:08,002[A ]| That is once kindled by so bright an eye; 306:08,003[A ]| View but thy*self, and measure thence my love, 306:08,004[A ]| Think what a passion such a form must move; 306:08,005[A ]| For though thy beauty first allured my sight, 306:08,006[A ]| Now I consider it but as the light 306:08,007[A ]| That led me to the treasury of thy mind, 306:08,008[A ]| Whose inward virtue in that feature shined. 306:08,009[A ]| That knot be confident will ever last, 306:08,010[A ]| Which fancy tied, and reason has made fast; 306:08,011[A ]| So fast that time, although it may disarm 306:08,012[A ]| Thy lovely face, my faith can never harm; 306:08,013[A ]| And age deluded, when it comes, will find 306:08,014[A ]| My love removed, and to thy soul assigned. 306:09,000[' ]| 306:09,000[' ]| 306:09,001[A ]| Fair Amaranta on the stage, whilst you 306:09,002[A ]| Pitied a feigned love, you gave a true; 306:09,003[A ]| The hopes and fears, in every scene expressed, 306:09,004[A ]| Grew soon the uneasy motions of my breast. 306:09,005[A ]| I thought to steal the innocent delight, 306:09,006[A ]| And not have paid my heart for a first sight. 306:09,007[A ]| And if I ventured on some slight discourse, 306:09,008[A ]| It should be such as could no passion nurse: 306:09,009[A ]| Led by the treacherous lustre of your eyes, 306:09,010[A ]| At last I played too near the precipice: 306:09,011[A ]| Love came disguised in wonder and delight, 306:09,012[A ]| His bow unbent, his arrows out of sight; 306:09,013[A ]| Your words fell on my passion, like those showers, 306:09,014[A ]| Which paint and multiply the rising flowers; 306:09,015[A ]| Like Cupid's self, a god, and yet a child, 306:09,016[A ]| Your looks at once were awful, and yet mild: 306:09,017[A ]| Whilst your strict virtue did your beauty blame: 306:09,018[A ]| But rest secure, you are from the guilt as free 306:09,019[A ]| As saints adored from our idolatry. 306:10,000[' ]| 306:10,001[A ]| Phillis, this early zeal assuage, 306:10,002[A ]| You overact your part; 306:10,003[A ]| The martyrs, at your tender age, 306:10,004[A ]| Gave heaven but half their heart. 306:10,005[A ]| Old men (till past the pleasure) ne'er 306:10,006[A ]| Declaim against the sin; 306:10,007[A ]| 'Tis early to begin to fear 306:10,008[A ]| The devil at fifteen. 306:10,009[A ]| The world to youth is too severe, 306:10,010[A ]| And, like a treacherous light, 306:10,011[A ]| Beauty, the actions of the fair, 306:10,012[A ]| Exposes to their sight. 306:10,013[A ]| And yet this world, as old as 'tis, 306:10,014[A ]| Is oft deceived by it too; 306:10,015[A ]| Kind combinations seldom miss, 306:10,016[A ]| Let's try what we can do. 306:11,000[' ]| 306:11,001[A ]| Drink about till the day find us; 306:11,002[A ]| These are pleasures that will last; 306:11,003[A ]| Let no foolish passion blind us, 306:11,004[A ]| Joys of love they fly too fast. 306:11,005[A ]| Maids are long ere we can win 'em, 306:11,006[A ]| And our passions waste the while, 306:11,007[A ]| In a beer-glass we'll begin 'em, 306:11,008[A ]| Let some beau take the other toil. 306:11,009[A ]| Yet we will have store of good wenches, 306:11,010[A ]| Though we venture fluxing for it, 306:11,011[A ]| Upon couches, chairs, and benches, 306:11,012[A ]| To out-do them at the sport, 306:11,013[A ]| Joining thus both mirth and beauty, 306:11,014[A ]| To make up our full delight: 306:11,015[A ]| In wine and love we pay our duty 306:11,016[A ]| To each friendly coming night. 306:12,000[' ]| 306:12,001[A ]| Love still has something of the sea, 306:12,002[A ]| From whence his mother rose; 306:12,003[A ]| No time his slaves from doubt can free, 306:12,004[A ]| Nor give their thoughts repose: 306:12,005[A ]| They are becalmed in clearest days, 306:12,006[A ]| And in rough weather tossed; 306:12,007[A ]| They wither under cold delays, 306:12,008[A ]| Or are in tempests lost. 306:12,009[A ]| One while they seem to touch the port, 306:12,010[A ]| Then straight into the main, 306:12,011[A ]| Some angry wind in cruel sport 306:12,012[A ]| The vessel drives again. 306:12,013[A ]| At first disdain and pride they fear, 306:12,014[A ]| Which if they chance to escape, 306:12,015[A ]| Rivals and falsehood soon appear 306:12,016[A ]| In a more dreadful shape. 306:12,017[A ]| By such degrees to joy they come, 306:12,018[A ]| And are so long withstood, 306:12,019[A ]| So slowly they receive the sum, 306:12,020[A ]| It hardly does them good. 306:12,021[A ]| 'Tis cruel to prolong a pain, 306:12,022[A ]| And to defer a joy; 306:12,023[A ]| Believe me, gentle Celemene 306:12,024[A ]| Offends the winged boy. 306:12,025[A ]| An hundred thousand oaths your fears 306:12,026[A ]| Perhaps would not remove; 306:12,027[A ]| And if I gazed a thousand years 306:12,028[A ]| I could no deeper love. 306:13,000[' ]| 306:13,001[A ]| Phillis, you have enough enjoyed 306:13,002[A ]| The pleasures of disdain; 306:13,003[A ]| Methinks your pride should now be cloyed, 306:13,004[A ]| And grow itself again: 306:13,005[A ]| Open to love your long-shut breast, 306:13,006[A ]| And entertain its sweetest guest. 306:13,007[A ]| Love heals the wounds that beauty gives, 306:13,008[A ]| And can ill usage slight; 306:13,009[A ]| He laughs at all that fate contrives, 306:13,010[A ]| Full of his own delight; 306:13,011[A ]| We in his chains are happier far 306:13,012[A ]| Than kings themselves without 'em are. 306:13,013[A ]| Leave then to tame philosophy, 306:13,014[A ]| The joys of quietness; 306:13,015[A ]| With me into love's empire fly; 306:13,016[A ]| And taste my happiness: 306:13,017[A ]| Where even tears and sighs can show 306:13,018[A ]| Pleasures, the cruel never know. 306:14,000[' ]| 306:14,001[A ]| Madam, for your commands to stay, 306:14,002[A ]| Is the mean duty of a wretch, 306:14,003[A ]| Whose service you with wages pay; 306:14,004[A ]| Lovers should at occasion catch, 306:14,005[A ]| Not idly wait till it be brought, 306:14,006[A ]| But with the deed o'er take your thought; 306:14,007[A ]| Honour and love let them give o'er, 306:14,008[A ]| Who do their duty, and no more. 306:15,000[' ]| 306:15,001[A ]| Cloris, I justly am betrayed, 306:15,002[A ]| By a design myself had laid; 306:15,003[A ]| Like an old rook, whom in his cheat, 306:15,004[A ]| A run of fortune does defeat. 306:15,005[A ]| I thought at first with a small sum 306:15,006[A ]| Of love, thy heap to overcome; 306:15,007[A ]| Presuming on thy want of art, 306:15,008[A ]| Thy gentle and unpractised heart; 306:15,009[A ]| But naked beauty can prevail, 306:15,010[A ]| Like open force, when all things fail. 306:15,011[A ]| Instead of that thou hast all mine, 306:15,012[A ]| And I have not one stake of thine; 306:15,013[A ]| And, like all winners, dost discover 306:15,014[A ]| A willingness to give me over. 306:15,015[A ]| And though I beg, thou wilt not now; 306:15,016[A ]| 'Twere better thou shouldst do so too; 306:15,017[A ]| For I so far in debt shall run, 306:15,018[A ]| Even thee I shall be forced to shun. 306:15,019[A ]| My hand, alas, is no more mine, 306:15,020[A ]| Else it had long ago been thine; 306:15,021[A ]| My heart I give thee, and we call 306:15,022[A ]| No man unjust that parts with all. 306:16,000[' ]| 306:16,001[C ]| Room, boys, room; room, boys; room, 306:16,002[C ]| For from Ireland we come; 306:16,003[C ]| We have mauled the original Tories; 306:16,004[C ]| We have baffled the league, 306:16,005[C ]| Between monsieur and Teague, 306:16,006[C ]| And eclipsed the grand Lewis his glories. 306:16,007[C ]| They all fly in the field, 306:16,008[C ]| Their best garrisons yield, 306:16,009[C ]| They stand trembling while we take their passes; 306:16,010[C ]| Our brave king at our head, 306:16,011[C ]| We fear no steel nor lead, 306:16,012[C ]| But laugh at their beads and their masses. 306:16,013[C ]| If some blood we have spilt, 306:16,014[C ]| To compound for the guilt, 306:16,015[C ]| In love's camp we will do double duty, 306:16,016[C ]| Mankind we will repair, 306:16,017[C ]| With the leave of the fair, 306:16,018[C ]| And pay our arrears to true beauty. 306:16,019[C ]| Our worst noise in the pit, 306:16,020[C ]| Shall pass all for good wit, 306:16,021[C ]| While the cits and the bumpkins adore us. 306:16,022[C ]| We will pay the rogues well, 306:16,023[C ]| Their wives' bellies shall swell, 306:16,024[C ]| And the cuckolds at random shall score us. 306:16,025[C ]| The next summer for France, 306:16,026[C ]| We will boldly advance, 306:16,027[C ]| Our noble redeemer shall lead us; 306:16,028[C ]| We will break the slaves' chains, 306:16,029[C ]| And drink of their champagnes, 306:16,030[C ]| To the health of that hero that freed us. 306:16,031[C ]| He hates Lewis*le*Grand, 306:16,032[C ]| Like a true English man, 306:16,033[C ]| And ne'er will consent to a treaty, 306:16,034[C ]| Till each neighbouring crown 306:16,035[C ]| Have what's justly their own, 306:16,036[C ]| And the French strike sail when they meet ye. 306:16,037[C ]| Since Elizabeth's reign 306:16,038[C ]| No Protestant queen 306:16,039[C ]| We have had, but the present God bless her; 306:16,040[C ]| Since our Edward the fourth, 306:16,041[C ]| No brave prince of such worth, 306:16,042[C ]| But William his valiant successor. 306:16,043[C ]| With a queen so devout, 306:16,044[C ]| And a people so stout, 306:16,045[C ]| A parliament that will supply 'em, 306:16,046[C ]| A cause that is right, 306:16,047[C ]| And a king that will fight, 306:16,048[C ]| Our enemies all we defie 'em. 306:17,000[' ]| 306:17,000[' ]| 306:17,001[D ]| You gallants all, that love good wine, 306:17,002[D ]| For shame your lives amend; 306:17,003[D ]| With strangers go to church, or dine, 306:17,004[D ]| But drink with an old friend. 306:17,005[D ]| For with him tippling all the night, 306:17,006[D ]| You kiss, hug, and embrace; 306:17,007[D ]| Whereas a stranger, at first sight, 306:17,008[D ]| May kill you on the place. 306:17,009[D ]| There was a rich old usurer, 306:17,010[D ]| A gallant son he had; 306:17,011[D ]| Who slew an ancient barrister, 306:17,012[D ]| Like a true mettled lad. 306:17,013[D ]| All in that very house, where saint 306:17,014[D ]| Holds devil by the nose; 306:17,015[D ]| These drunkards met to roar, and rant, 306:17,016[D ]| But quarrelled in the close. 306:17,017[D ]| The glass flew cheerfully about, 306:17,018[D ]| And drunken chat went on; 306:17,019[D ]| Which troops had failed, and which were stout, 306:17,020[D ]| When Namur would be won. 306:17,021[D ]| A learned lawyer, at the last, 306:17,022[D ]| No Tory, as I'm told, 306:17,023[D ]| Began to talk of tyrants past, 306:17,024[D ]| In words both sharp and bold. 306:17,025[D ]| He touched a little on our times, 306:17,026[D ]| Defined the power of kings, 306:17,027[D ]| What were their virtues, what their crimes, 306:17,028[D ]| And many dangerous things. 306:17,029[D ]| A stranger that sat silent by, 306:17,030[D ]| And scarce knew what he meant, 306:17,031[D ]| O'ercome with wine and loyalty, 306:17,032[D ]| Did thus his passion vent: 306:17,033[W ]| I cannot bear the least ill word, 306:17,034[W ]| That lessens any king; 306:17,035[W ]| And the bold man shall feel my sword; 306:17,036[D ]| At that their friends stepped in. 306:17,037[D ]| The quarrel seemed a while composed, 306:17,038[D ]| And many healths there passed, 306:17,039[D ]| But one to blood was ill disposed, 306:17,040[D ]| As it appeared at last. 306:17,041[D ]| The councillor was walking home, 306:17,042[D ]| Sober, as he was wont, 306:17,043[D ]| The young man after him did come, 306:17,044[D ]| With sword, that was not blunt. 306:17,045[D ]| A blow there passed, which no man saw, 306:17,046[D ]| From cane of lawyer bold; 306:17,047[D ]| The young man did his weapon draw, 306:17,048[D ]| And left the lawyer cold. 306:17,049[D ]| Which cane held up, in his defence, 306:17,050[D ]| Was judged a weapon drawn: 306:17,051[D ]| What needs there farther evidence, 306:17,052[D ]| The assault was very plain. 306:17,053[D ]| At Hixes's*Hall, by jury grave, 306:17,054[D ]| It was manslaughter found; 306:17,055[D ]| O what would it have cost to have 306:17,056[D ]| A pardon from the crown. 306:17,057[D ]| Then learn, my honest countrymen, 306:17,058[D ]| To take yourselves the pence; 306:17,059[D ]| Wisely prevent the courtier's gain, 306:17,060[D ]| And save us that expense. 306:17,061[D ]| Ye gallants all, take heed how you 306:17,062[D ]| Come to untimely ends; 306:17,063[D ]| Justice has bid the world adieu, 306:17,064[D ]| And dead men have no friends. 306:18,000[' ]| 306:18,001[A ]| Scrape no more your harmless chins, 306:18,002[A ]| Old beaux, in hope to please; 306:18,003[A ]| You should repent your former sins, 306:18,004[A ]| Not study their increase; 306:18,005[A ]| Young awkward fops, may shock our sight, 306:18,006[A ]| But you offend by day and night. 306:18,007[A ]| In vain the coachman turns about, 306:18,008[A ]| And whips the dappled greys; 306:18,009[A ]| When the old ogler looks out, 306:18,010[A ]| We turn away our face. 306:18,011[A ]| True love and youth will ever charm, 306:18,012[A ]| But both affected, cannot warm. 306:18,013[A ]| Summer fruits we highly prize, 306:18,014[A ]| They kindly cool the blood; 306:18,015[A ]| But winter berries we despise, 306:18,016[A ]| And leave 'em in the wood; 306:18,017[A ]| On the bush they may look well, 306:18,018[A ]| But gathered, lose both taste and smell. 306:18,019[A ]| That you languish, that you die, 306:18,020[A ]| Alas, is but too true; 306:18,021[A ]| Yet tax not us with cruelty, 306:18,022[A ]| Who daily pity you. 306:18,023[A ]| Nature henceforth alone accuse, 306:18,024[A ]| In vain we grant, if she refuse. 306:19,000[' ]| 306:19,001[A ]| Thou cursed cock, with thy perpetual noise, 306:19,002[A ]| Mayest thou be capon made, and lose thy voice, 306:19,003[A ]| Or on a dunghill mayest thou spend thy blood, 306:19,004[A ]| And vermin prey upon thy craven brood; 306:19,005[A ]| May rivals tread thy hens before thy face, 306:19,006[A ]| Then with redoubled courage give thee chase; 306:19,007[A ]| Mayest thou be punished for St%*Peter's crime, 306:19,008[A ]| And on Shrove*Tuesday, perish in thy prime; 306:19,009[A ]| May thy bruised carcass be some beggar's feast, 306:19,010[A ]| Thou first and worst disturber of man's rest. 306:20,000[' ]| 306:20,001[E ]| There was a prudent grave physician, 306:20,002[E ]| Careful of patients as you'd wish one; 306:20,003[E ]| Much good he did with purge and clyster, 306:20,004[E ]| And well he knew to raise a blister; 306:20,005[E ]| Many he cured and more he would, 306:20,006[E ]| By vomit, flux, and letting blood; 306:20,007[E ]| But still his patients came again, 306:20,008[E ]| And most of their old ills complain; 306:20,009[E ]| The drunkards drank, and spoiled their liver: 306:20,010[E ]| Beaux plied the smock as much as ever, 306:20,011[E ]| And got the high venereal fever: 306:20,012[E ]| The glutton crammed at noon and supper, 306:20,013[E ]| And doubled both his pauch and crupper. 306:20,014[E ]| One day he called 'em all together, 306:20,015[E ]| And one by one, he asked 'em whether 306:20,016[E ]| It were not better by good diet, 306:20,017[E ]| To keep their blood and humours quiet; 306:20,018[E ]| With toast and ale to cool their brains, 306:20,019[E ]| Than nightly fire 'em with champagnes; 306:20,020[E ]| To sup sometimes on water-gruel, 306:20,021[E ]| Than drink themselves into a duel; 306:20,022[E ]| To change their lewd, for sober life, 306:20,023[E ]| And rotten whore, for sounder wife? 306:20,024[E ]| They all agreed that his advice 306:20,025[E ]| Was honest, wholesome, grave and wise; 306:20,026[E ]| But not one man, would quite his vice; 306:20,027[E ]| For after all his vain attacks, 306:20,028[E ]| They rose and dined well at Pontack's: 306:20,029[E ]| THE MORAL 306:20,030[E ]| The wise may preach, and satirists rail, 306:20,031[E ]| Custom and nature will prevail.