081:00,000[' ]| 081:00,000[' ]| 081:01,000[' ]| 081:01,001[A ]| Sweetest bud of beauty, may 081:01,002[A ]| No$2$ untimely frost decay 081:01,003[A ]| The early glories which$6#1$ we trace, 081:01,004[A ]| Blooming in$4$ thy matchless face; 081:01,005[A ]| But kindly opening, like$4$ the rose, 081:01,006[A ]| Fresh beauties every day disclose, 081:01,007[A ]| Such as by$4$ nature are not shown 081:01,008[A ]| In$4$ all the blossoms she has blown ~~ 081:01,009[A ]| And then what conquest shall you make, 081:01,010[A ]| Who$6#1$ hearts already daily take? 081:01,011[A ]| Scorched in$4$ the morning with thy beams, 081:01,012[A ]| How shall we bear those sad extremes 081:01,013[A ]| Which$6#1$ must attend thy threatening eyes 081:01,014[A ]| When thou shalt to$4$ thy noon arise? 081:02,000[' ]| 081:02,001[A ]| Cloris, it is not in$4$ our power 081:02,002[A ]| To$9$ say how long our love will$1$ 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$6#1$ immortal be 081:02,006[A ]| From change in$4$ 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$6#1$ your beauty so$5#1$ esteem 081:02,010[A ]| Will$1$ find it can not last the same; 081:02,011[A ]| Love from your eyes has stolen my fire, 081:02,012[A ]| As apt to$9$ waste and to$9$ expire. 081:02,013[A ]| Then since we mortal lovers are, 081:02,014[A ]| Let us question not how long it will$1$ 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$9$ deny 081:02,018[A ]| To$9$ live because we are sure to$9$ 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$1$ then prevail 081:02,022[A ]| And passion turn into respect; 081:02,023[A ]| Cloris, at worst you will$1$ in$4$ the end 081:02,024[A ]| But change your lover for$4$ 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$1$ yet be coy. 081:03,005[B ]| Stay, o stay, and I will$1$ 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$4$ every frown I will$1$ shed a tear. 081:03,009[B ]| And if in$4$ 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$9$ woo ~~ 081:03,012[B ]| Methinks you may dissemble too. 081:03,000[' ]| 081:03,013[C ]| Ah Phillis, that$3$ you would contrive 081:03,014[C ]| A way to$9$ keep my love alive; 081:03,015[C ]| But all your other charms must fail 081:03,016[C ]| When kindness ceases to$9$ prevail. 081:03,017[C ]| Alas! no$2$ less than you I grieve 081:03,018[C ]| My dying flame has no$2$ reprieve; 081:03,019[C ]| For$3$ I can never hope to$9$ find, 081:03,020[C ]| Should all the nymphs I court be kind, 081:03,021[C ]| One beauty able to$9$ renew 081:03,022[C ]| Those pleasures I enjoyed in$4$ you, 081:03,023[C ]| When love and youth did both conspire 081:03,024[C ]| To$9$ fill our breasts and veins with fire. 081:03,025[C ]| It is true, some other nymph may gain 081:03,026[C ]| That$6#2$ heart which$6#1$ 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$4$ 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$2$ longer love. 081:04,000[' ]| 081:04,001[A ]| If I my Celia could persuade 081:04,002[A ]| To$9$ see those wounds her eyes have made, 081:04,003[A ]| And hear whilst I that$6#2$ passion tell, 081:04,004[A ]| Which$6#1$, like$4$ herself, does so$5#1$ 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$3$ all approach her with respect; 081:04,009[A ]| And can I offer violence 081:04,010[A ]| Where love does join in$4$ 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 is produced by$4$ her own eyes ~~ 081:04,015[A ]| Those matchless flames which$6#1$ they inspire 081:04,016[A ]| In$4$ her own breast should raise a fire; 081:04,017[A ]| For$4$ 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$4$ my mind, 081:05,007[A ]| I bow beneath her tyranny 081:05,008[A ]| And dare not murmur she is unkind. 081:05,009[A ]| Reason this tameness does upbraid, 081:05,010[A ]| Proffering to$9$ arm in$4$ my defence; 081:05,011[A ]| But when I call her to$4$ my aid, 081:05,012[A ]| She is more a traitor than my sense. 081:05,013[A ]| No$2$ 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$0$ 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$9$ refuse; 081:06,007[A ]| To$9$ ease my passion and to$9$ 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$5#1$ kindly did reveal. 081:06,011[A ]| In$4$ vain, alas, her nimble fingers strove 081:06,012[A ]| To$9$ keep her beauties from my greedy love; 081:06,013[A ]| Guarding her breasts, they do her lips expose, 081:06,014[A ]| To$9$ save a lily she must lose a rose. 081:06,015[A ]| What charms are here in$4$ every part? what grace? 081:06,016[A ]| A hundred hands can not 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 will$1$ give me all. 081:06,019[A ]| Her arms, which$6#1$ did repulse me, now embrace 081:06,020[A ]| And seem to$9$ guide me to$4$ the fought-for place. 081:06,021[A ]| Her love is in$4$ her sparkling eyes expressed, 081:06,022[A ]| She falls on$4$ the bed for$4$ 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$4$ 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$6#1$ did oppose 081:06,028[A ]| My strength so$5#1$ long now yields to$4$ 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$6#1$ we should have jointly done, 081:06,034[A ]| Each has unluckily performed alone; 081:06,035[A ]| The union which$6#1$ our bodies should enjoy, 081:06,036[A ]| The union of our eager souls destroy. 081:06,037[A ]| Our flames are punished by$4$ their own excess ~~ 081:06,038[A ]| We had 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$6#2$ harmful virtue, the delight 081:06,044@a | Of both our victories was lost in$4$ 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, before 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 had been more happy had you been less fair. 081:07,000[' ]| 081:07,001[B ]| How far are they deceived who$6#1$ hope in$4$ vain 081:07,002[B ]| A lasting lease of joys from love to$9$ obtain! 081:07,003[B ]| All the dear sweets we promise or expect, 081:07,004[B ]| After enjoyment turns to$4$ cold neglect; 081:07,005[B ]| Could love a constant happiness have known, 081:07,006[B ]| The mighty wonder had in$4$ me been shown. 081:07,007[B ]| Our passions were so$5#1$ favoured by$4$ fate, 081:07,008[B ]| As if she meant them an eternal date; 081:07,009[B ]| So$5#1$ kind he looked, such tender words he spoke, 081:07,010[B ]| It was past belief such vows should ever be broke. 081:07,011[B ]| Fixed on$4$ my eyes, how often would he say 081:07,012[B ]| He could with pleasure gaze an age away; 081:07,013[B ]| When thoughts too great for$4$ words had made him mute, 081:07,014[B ]| In$4$ kisses he would tell my hand his suit. 081:07,015[B ]| So$5#1$ great his passion was, so$5#1$ far above 081:07,016[B ]| The common gallantries that$6#1$ pass for$4$ love, 081:07,017[B ]| At worst I thought if he unkind should prove, 081:07,018[B ]| His ebbing passion would be kinder far 081:07,019[B ]| Than the first transports of all others are. 081:07,020[B ]| Nor was my love weaker or less than his, 081:07,021[B ]| In$4$ him I centred all my hopes of bliss; 081:07,022[B ]| For$4$ him my duty to$4$ my friends forgot, 081:07,023[B ]| For$4$ him I lost ~~ alas! what lost I not? 081:07,024[B ]| Fame, all the valuable things of life, 081:07,025[B ]| To$9$ meet his love by$4$ a less name than wife. 081:07,026[B ]| How happy was I then, how dearly blest, 081:07,027[B ]| When this great man lay panting on$4$ my breast, 081:07,028[B ]| Looking such things as never can be expressed! 081:07,029[B ]| Thousand fresh looks he gave me every hour, 081:07,030[B ]| Whilst greedily I did his looks devour ~~ 081:07,031[B ]| Till quite overcome with charms I trembling lay, 081:07,032[B ]| At every look he gave melted away; 081:07,033[B ]| I was so$5#1$ highly happy in$4$ his love, 081:07,034[B ]| Methought I pitied them that$6#1$ dwelt above! 081:07,035[B ]| Think then, thou greatest, loveliest, falsest man, 081:07,036[B ]| How you have vowed, how I have loved, and then, 081:07,037[B ]| My faithless dear, be cruel if you can! 081:07,038[B ]| How I have loved, I can not, need not tell ~~ 081:07,039[B ]| No$7$, every act has shown I loved too well. 081:07,040[B ]| Since first I saw you, I never had a thought 081:07,041[B ]| Was not entirely yours; to$4$ you I brought 081:07,042[B ]| My virgin innocence and freely made 081:07,043[B ]| My love an offering to$4$ your noble bed. 081:07,044[B ]| Since when, you have been the Star by$4$ which$6#1$ I steered, 081:07,045[B ]| And nothing else but you I loved or feared. 081:07,046[B ]| Your smiles I only live by$4$ and I must, 081:07,047[B ]| Whenever you frown, be shattered into dust. 081:07,048[B ]| Oh! can the coldness that$6#1$ you show me now 081:07,049[B ]| Suit with the generous heat you once did show? 081:07,050[B ]| I can not live on$4$ pity or respect ~~ 081:07,051[B ]| A thought so$5#1$ mean would my whole frame infect; 081:07,052[B ]| Less than your love I scorn, Sir, to$9$ expect. 081:07,053[B ]| Let me not live in$4$ dull indifferency, 081:07,054[B ]| But give me rage enough to$9$ make me die! 081:07,055[B ]| For$3$ if from you I needs must meet my fate, 081:07,056[B ]| 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$5$, 081:08,003[A ]| There is nothing can engage the fair 081:08,004[A ]| But money and Morin. 081:08,005[A ]| Is any countess in$4$ distress? 081:08,006[A ]| She flies not to$4$ the beau; 081:08,007[A ]| It is coney only can redress 081:08,008[A ]| Her grief with a rouleau. 081:08,009[A ]| By$4$ this bewitching game betrayed, 081:08,010[A ]| Poor love is bought and sold, 081:08,011[A ]| And that$6#2$ which$6#1$ should be a free trade 081:08,012[A ]| Is all engrossed by$4$ 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 is Basset. 081:08,017[A ]| Why, ladies, will$1$ 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$6#1$ give yourselves the wound. 081:08,021[A ]| The time which$6#1$ should be kindly lent 081:08,022[A ]| To$4$ plays and witty men, 081:08,023[A ]| In$4$ waiting for$4$ a knave is spent, 081:08,024[A ]| Or wishing for$4$ a ten. 081:08,025[A ]| Stand in$4$ defence of your own charms: 081:08,026[A ]| Throw down this favourite, 081:08,027[A ]| Who$6#1$ threatens, with his dazzling arms, 081:08,028[A ]| Your beauty and your wit. 081:08,029[A ]| What pity it is those conquering eyes, 081:08,030[A ]| Which$6#1$ 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$5#1$ much wonder we are struck 081:09,002[A ]| When we begin to$9$ 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$9$ proclaim 081:09,008[A ]| And what we ought to$9$ pay to$4$ your great fame ~~ 081:09,009[A ]| Your fame which$6#1$ in$4$ your country has no$2$ bounds, 081:09,010[A ]| But wheresoever learning is 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$4$ you, and all to$4$ you submit, 081:09,014[A ]| The brightest beauty and the sharpest wit. 081:09,015[A ]| No$2$ 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$9$ tame, 081:09,022[A ]| And raise in$4$ his heroic breast a flame: 081:09,023[A ]| A flame which$6#1$ 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$4$ the wings of fame you move, 081:09,028[A ]| Like$4$ yours his virtue, and like$4$ his your love. 081:09,029[A ]| While we, your praise endeavouring to$9$ rehearse 081:09,030[A ]| Pay that$6#2$ great duty in$4$ our humble verse, 081:09,031[A ]| Such as may justly move your anger; you 081:09,032[A ]| Like$4$ heaven forgive them, and accept them too. 081:09,033[A ]| But what we can not your brave Hero pays, 081:09,034[A ]| He builds those monuments we strive to$9$ raise; 081:09,035[A ]| Such as to$4$ after-ages shall make known, 081:09,036[A ]| While he records your deathless fame, his own; 081:09,037[A ]| So$3$ when an artist some rare beauty draws, 081:09,038[A ]| Both in$4$ 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$4$ her fame. 081:10,000[' ]| 081:10,000[' ]| 081:10,001[A ]| It is not in$4$ this as in$4$ the former age, 081:10,002[A ]| When wit alone sufficed to$9$ 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$4$ 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$4$ honest bombasine 081:10,013[A ]| And never want good custom, should she lie 081:10,014[A ]| In$4$ 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$4$ perfection grown, 081:10,017[A ]| Must, if she mean to$9$ thrive in$4$ 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$9$ strike respect into an amorous ass. 081:10,023[A ]| Without the help of stratagems and arts, 081:10,024[A ]| An old acquaintance can not touch your hearts. 081:10,025[A ]| Methinks it is hard our authors should submit 081:10,026[A ]| So$5#1$ tamely to$4$ 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$4$ 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$6#1$ are in$4$ 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$4$ us than fame: 081:10,036[A ]| This thought on$5$, let our poets justify 081:10,037[A ]| The reputation of their poetry. 081:10,038[A ]| We are resolved we will$1$ not have to$9$ do 081:10,039[A ]| With what is between those gentlemen and you. 081:10,040[A ]| Be kind, and let our House have but your praise, 081:10,041[A ]| You are welcome every day to$9$ damn their plays. 081:11,000[' ]| 081:11,001[A ]| While others toil our country to$9$ supply 081:11,002[A ]| With what we need only for$4$ luxury, 081:11,003[A ]| Spices and silk in$4$ the rich East provide, 081:11,004[A ]| To$9$ glut our avarice and feed our pride; 081:11,005[A ]| You foreign learning prosperously transmit, 081:11,006[A ]| To$9$ raise our virtue and provoke our wit. 081:11,007[A ]| Such brave designs your generous soul inflame 081:11,008[A ]| To$9$ be a bold adventurer for$4$ 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$6#1$ sing with no$2$ less art than they compose; 081:11,013[A ]| In$4$ these attempts so$5#1$ few have had success, 081:11,014[A ]| Their beauties suffer in$4$ our English dress: 081:11,015[A ]| By$4$ artless hands spoiled of their native air, 081:11,016[A ]| They seldom pass for$4$ moderately fair. 081:11,017[A ]| As if you meant these injuries to$9$ atone, 081:11,018[A ]| You give them charms more conquering than their own; 081:11,019[A ]| Not like$4$ 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$6#2$ subtle beauty which$6#1$ affects the heart. 081:11,023[A ]| There are who$6#1$ publicly profess they hate 081:11,024[A ]| Translations, and yet all they write translate: 081:11,025[A ]| So$5#1$ proud they scorn to$9$ drive a lawful trade, 081:11,026[A ]| Yet by$4$ 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$4$ what they mean to$9$ steal; 081:11,029[A ]| From all besides you are secure of praise, 081:11,030[A ]| But you so$5#1$ 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$4$ the dead your piety have shown, 081:11,034[A ]| Adorned their monuments, now build your own. 081:11,035[A ]| Drawn in$4$ the East; we in$4$ your lines may trace 081:11,036[A ]| That$6#2$ genius which$6#1$ of old inspired the place. 081:11,037[A ]| The banished muses back to$4$ Greece you bring, 081:11,038[A ]| Where their best airs you so$5#1$ divinely sing; 081:11,039[A ]| The world must own they are by$4$ you restored 081:11,040[A ]| To$4$ 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$9$ weep, 081:12,004[A ]| Her silly heart did go astray: 081:12,005[A ]| Then flying to$4$ the neighbouring grove, 081:12,006[A ]| She left the tender flock to$9$ rove, 081:12,007[A ]| And to$4$ the winds did breathe her love. 081:12,008[A ]| She sought in$4$ vain 081:12,009[A ]| To$9$ 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$2$ 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$4$ her loss, 081:12,017[A ]| And in$4$ despair resolved to$9$ die. 081:13,000[' ]| 081:13,001[A ]| Ladies, though to$4$ 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$6#1$ 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$4$ you revenge their pain; 081:13,009[A ]| You are not free because you are fair: 081:13,010[A ]| The boy did not his mother spare. 081:13,011[A ]| Beauty is but an offensive dart ~~ 081:13,012[A ]| It is no$2$ armour for$4$ 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 is 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 never so$5#1$ much leisure, 081:14,007[A ]| To$9$ sigh and whine for$4$ such a lass 081:14,008[A ]| Whose pride is above her pleasure. 081:14,009[A ]| Make much of every buxom girl 081:14,010[A ]| Which$6#1$ needs but little courting; 081:14,011[A ]| Her value is above the pearl, 081:14,012[A ]| That$6#1$ takes delight in$4$ sporting. 081:15,000[' ]| 081:15,001[B ]| To$4$ little or no$2$ purpose I spent many days, 081:15,002[B ]| In$4$ ranging the Park, the Exchange, and the Plays; 081:15,003[B ]| For$3$ never in$4$ my rambles till now did I prove 081:15,004[B ]| So$5#1$ lucky to$9$ meet with the man I could love. 081:15,005[B ]| Oh! how I am pleased when I think on$4$ this man, 081:15,006[B ]| That$6#1$ I find I must love, let me do what I can! 081:15,007[B ]| How long I shall love him, I can no$2$ more tell, 081:15,008[B ]| Than had I a fever when I should be well. 081:15,009[B ]| My passion shall kill me before I will$1$ show it, 081:15,010[B ]| And yet I would give all the world he did know it; 081:15,011[B ]| But oh how I sigh when I think should he woo me, 081:15,012[B ]| I can not deny what I know would undo me! 081:16,000[' ]| 081:16,001[A ]| Tell me no$2$ more you love; in$4$ vain, 081:16,002[A ]| Fair Celia, you this passion feign. 081:16,003[A ]| Can those pretend to$9$ love that$6#1$ do 081:16,004[A ]| Refuse what Love persuades us to$4$? 081:16,005[A ]| Who$6#1$ 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$1$ not to$4$ 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$3$ all the kindness which$6#1$ you show, 081:16,012[A ]| Each smile and kiss which$6#1$ you bestow, 081:16,013[A ]| Are like$4$ those cordials which$6#1$ we give 081:16,014[A ]| To$4$ dying men, to$9$ make them live, 081:16,015[A ]| And languish out an hour in$4$ pain ~~ 081:16,016[A ]| Be kinder, Celia, or disdain. 081:17,000[' ]| 081:17,001[A ]| Ah Celia, that$3$ I were but sure 081:17,002[A ]| Thy love, like$4$ mine, could still endure; 081:17,003[A ]| That$6#2$ time and absence, which$6#1$ destroy 081:17,004[A ]| The cares of lovers and their joy, 081:17,005[A ]| Could never rob me of that$6#2$ part 081:17,006[A ]| Which$6#1$ you have given me of your heart; 081:17,007[A ]| Others unenvied might possess 081:17,008[A ]| Whole hearts, and boast that$6#2$ happiness. 081:17,009[A ]| It was nobler fortune to$9$ divide 081:17,010[A ]| The Roman Empire in$4$ her pride, 081:17,011[A ]| Than on$4$ some low and barbarous throne, 081:17,012[A ]| Obscurely placed, to$9$ 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$4$ that$6#2$ 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$9$ rebel. 081:17,019[A ]| But should he other hearts thus share, 081:17,020[A ]| That$6#1$ in$4$ the whole so$5#1$ worthless are, 081:17,021[A ]| Should into several squadrons draw 081:17,022[A ]| That$6#2$ strength which$6#1$ 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$6#1$ undoes me is fair and unkind, 081:18,002[A ]| No$2$ less than a wonder by$4$ Nature designed; 081:18,003[A ]| She is the grief of my heart, the joy of my eye, 081:18,004[A ]| And the cause of a flame that$6#1$ 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$4$ her will$0$, 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$2$ redress 081:18,010[A ]| Where beauty and rigour are both in$4$ excess; 081:18,011[A ]| In$4$ Silvia they meet, so$5#1$ unhappy am I, 081:18,012[A ]| Who$6#1$ sees her must love and who$6#1$ loves her must die. 081:19,000[' ]| 081:19,001[B ]| When first Amintas charmed my heart, 081:19,002[B ]| My heedless sheep began to$9$ stray; 081:19,003[B ]| The wolves soon stole the greatest part, 081:19,004[B ]| And all will$1$ now be made a prey. 081:19,005[B ]| Ah, let not love your thoughts possess, 081:19,006[B ]| It is fatal to$4$ a shepherdess; 081:19,007[B ]| The dangerous passion you must shun, 081:19,008[B ]| Or else like$4$ 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$9$ perfect our happiness wisely we join. 081:20,003[A ]| We to$4$ 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$4$ the Mall and the Park, 081:20,009[A ]| Where we love till it is dark; 081:20,010[A ]| Then sparkling champagne 081:20,011[A ]| Puts an end to$4$ 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$4$ the morrow. 081:20,016[A ]| Let every man stand 081:20,017[A ]| With his glass in$4$ his hand, 081:20,018[A ]| And briskly discharge at the word of command. 081:20,019[A ]| Here is a health to$4$ all those 081:20,020[A ]| Whom tonight we depose: 081:20,021[A ]| Wine and beauty by$4$ 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$3$ she were as willing, 081:21,003[A ]| To$9$ 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$1$ 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$2$ more I am deceived; 081:22,002[A ]| While Silvia seems so$5#1$ kind, 081:22,003[A ]| And takes such care to$9$ be believed, 081:22,004[A ]| The cheat I fear to$9$ find. 081:22,005[A ]| To$9$ flatter me, should falsehood lie 081:22,006[A ]| Concealed in$4$ her soft youth, 081:22,007[A ]| A thousand times I would 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$4$ libels rail; 081:22,011[A ]| If she the appearances will$1$ save, 081:22,012[A ]| No$2$ scandal can prevail. 081:22,013[A ]| She makes me think I have her heart, 081:22,014[A ]| How much for$4$ that$6#2$ 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$5#1$ dull a lover? 081:23,005[A ]| Prithee, why so$5#1$ dull a lover? 081:23,006[A ]| In$4$ 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$5$, 081:23,010[A ]| If no$2$ other charms you try, 081:23,011[A ]| You will$1$ 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$6#1$ are greater; 081:23,015[A ]| Leave your piping, to$4$ 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$2$ 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$4$ me 081:24,004[A ]| To$9$ avoid the enchanting pain. 081:24,005[A ]| Fatal the wolves to$4$ trembling flocks, 081:24,006[A ]| Sharp winds to$4$ blossoms prove, 081:24,007[A ]| To$4$ careless seamen hidden rocks, 081:24,008[A ]| To$4$ human quiet Love. 081:24,009[A ]| Fly the fair sex if bliss you prize, 081:24,010[A ]| The snake is beneath the flower; 081:24,011[A ]| Whoever gazed on$4$ beauteous eyes 081:24,012[A ]| That$6#1$ 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$9$ 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$4$ 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$5#1$ improve 081:25,010[A ]| As she her art employs, 081:25,011[A ]| That$3$ every smile and touch she gives 081:25,012[A ]| Turns all to$4$ golden joys. 081:25,013[A ]| Since then we can such treasures raise, 081:25,014[A ]| Let us no$2$ expense refuse; 081:25,015[A ]| In$4$ love let us lay out all our days ~~ 081:25,016[A ]| How can we ever be poor, 081:25,017[A ]| When every blessing that$6#1$ we use 081:25,018[A ]| Begets a thousand more? 081:26,000[' ]| 081:26,001[A ]| In$4$ some kind dream upon$4$ her slumbers steal, 081:26,002[A ]| And to$4$ 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$4$ prayers 081:26,006[A ]| From a poor dying martyr's tongue, 081:26,007[A ]| By$4$ the sweet voice of pity sung. 081:26,008[A ]| Touch with the voice the more enchanting lute, 081:26,009[A ]| To$9$ make the charms strike all repulses mute; 081:26,010[A ]| These may insensibly impart 081:26,011[A ]| My tender wishes to$4$ her heart, 081:26,012[A ]| And by$4$ a sympathetic force 081:26,013[A ]| So$5#2$ tune its strings to$4$ love's discourse 081:26,014[A ]| That$3$ when my griefs compel a groan, 081:26,015[A ]| Her sighs may echo to$4$ my moan. 081:27,000[' ]| 081:27,000[' ]| 081:27,001[A ]| As crafty harlots used to$9$ shrink 081:27,002[A ]| From lechers, dozed with sleep and drink, 081:27,003[A ]| When they intend to$9$ make up$5$ pack 081:27,004[A ]| By$4$ filching sheets or shirt from back, 081:27,005[A ]| So$3$ were you pleased to$9$ steal away 081:27,006[A ]| From me, whilst on$4$ 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$4$ Bacon when he waked and heard 081:27,011[A ]| His Brazen Head in$4$ vain had spoke 081:27,012[A ]| And saw it lie in$4$ pieces broke. 081:27,013[A ]| Sighing I to$4$ my chamber make, 081:27,014[A ]| Where every limb was stiff as stake, 081:27,015[A ]| Unless poor pego, which$6#1$ did feel 081:27,016[A ]| Like$4$ slimy skin of new-stripped eel, 081:27,017[A ]| Or pudding that$6#1$ mischance had got 081:27,018[A ]| And spent itself half in$4$ the pot. 081:27,019[A ]| With care I cleansed the sneaking varlet 081:27,020[A ]| Which$6#1$ late had been in$4$ 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$4$ 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$4$ pump that$6#1$ is foul, or nasty sink. 081:27,029[A ]| When this was done, to$4$ bed I went 081:27,030[A ]| Where that$6#2$ whole day in$4$ sleep I spent; 081:27,031[A ]| But the next morning, fresh and gay 081:27,032[A ]| As citizen on$4$ holiday, 081:27,033[A ]| I wandered in$4$ 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$9$ find out fresh and wholesome gear. 081:27,037[A ]| To$4$ Temple I a visit made ~~ 081:27,038[A ]| Temple, the Beauty of her trade! 081:27,039[A ]| The only bawd that$6#1$ ever I 081:27,040[A ]| For$4$ 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$3$ by$4$ a gentler way I found 081:27,044[A ]| The nymph would fuck under ten pound. 081:27,045[A ]| So$3$ resty jades that$6#1$ scorn to$9$ stir, 081:27,046[A ]| Though oft provoked by$4$ whip and spur, 081:27,047[A ]| By$4$ milder usage may be got 081:27,048[A ]| To$9$ 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$4$ roving up$5$ and down 081:27,052[A ]| I will$1$ tell you when you come to$4$ Town. 081:27,053[A ]| Further, I have obeyed your motion, 081:27,054[A ]| Though much provoked by$4$ 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$3$ 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$5#1$ soft and amorously you write 081:28,002[A ]| Of cunt and prick, the cunt's delight, 081:28,003[A ]| That$3$ were I still in$4$ 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$4$ me an amorous flame! 081:28,011[A ]| Begins to$9$ make my pintle rise, 081:28,012[A ]| And long again to$9$ fight Love's prize! 081:28,013[A ]| Forgetful of those many scars 081:28,014[A ]| Which$6#1$ he has gotten in$4$ those wars. 081:28,015[A ]| This shows Love's chiefest magic lies 081:28,016[A ]| ln women's cunts, not in$4$ 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$3$ having once but tasted that$6#2$, 081:28,020[A ]| Their mysteries are quite forgot. 081:28,021[A ]| This may suffice to$9$ let you know 081:28,022[A ]| That$3$ I to$4$ cunt am not a foe, 081:28,023[A ]| Though you are pleased to$9$ think me so$5#2$; 081:28,024[A ]| It is strange his zeal should be in$4$ suspicion 081:28,025[A ]| Who$6#1$ dies a martyr for$4$ his religion. 081:28,026[A ]| But now to$9$ give you an account 081:28,027[A ]| Of Cuffley, that$6#2$ 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$6#1$ like$4$ 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$4$ a corner fucks all night. 081:28,034[A ]| Then the next morning we all hunt 081:28,035[A ]| To$9$ find whose fingers smell of cunt, 081:28,036[A ]| With jealousy and envy moved 081:28,037[A ]| Against the man that$6#1$ was beloved. 081:28,038[A ]| Whilst you to$4$ Echo teach her name, 081:28,039[A ]| Thus it becomes the voice of fame 081:28,040[A ]| In$4$ 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$4$ stately trees your passion write, 081:28,046[A ]| So$3$ that$3$ each nymph that$6#1$ 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$4$ stair, 081:28,050[A ]| (A gentle weapon, made to$9$ feed 081:28,051[A ]| Mankind and not to$9$ let him bleed) 081:28,052[A ]| A thousand amorous fancies scrape. 081:28,053[A ]| There is not a pewter dish can escape 081:28,054[A ]| Without her name or arms which$6#1$ are 081:28,055[A ]| The same that$6#1$ Love himself does bear. 081:28,056[A ]| Here one, to$9$ show you love is no$2$ glutton, 081:28,057[A ]| In$4$ the midst of supper leaves his mutton, 081:28,058[A ]| And on$4$ 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$4$ the pot 081:28,062[A ]| A band of naked Cupids draws, 081:28,063[A ]| With pricks no$2$ bigger than wheat straws. 081:28,064[A ]| Then on$4$ 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$3$ 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 is not a man but does discover 081:28,071[A ]| By$4$ some such action he is her lover. 081:28,072[A ]| But now it is time to$9$ give her over, 081:28,073[A ]| And let your Lordship know you are 081:28,074[A ]| The mistress that$6#1$ 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 have you within our arms, 081:28,078[A ]| In$4$ whom there dwells diviner charms. 081:28,079[A ]| Then quit with speed your pensive grove, 081:28,080[A ]| And here in$4$ 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$4$ 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$1$ say), 081:29,004[A ]| To$9$ make grave legs in$4$ formal fetters, 081:29,005[A ]| Converse with fops, and write dull letters; 081:29,006[A ]| To$9$ go to$4$ bed between eight and nine, 081:29,007[A ]| And sleep away my precious time 081:29,008[A ]| In$4$ such an idle sneaking place, 081:29,009[A ]| Where vice and folly hide their face, 081:29,010[A ]| And, in$4$ a troublesome disguise, 081:29,011[A ]| The wife seems modest, husband wise. 081:29,012[A ]| For$3$ pleasure here has the same fate 081:29,013[A ]| Which$6#1$ does attend Affairs of State: 081:29,014[A ]| The plague of ceremony infects, 081:29,015[A ]| Even in$4$ love, the softer sex, 081:29,016[A ]| Who$6#1$ an essential will$1$ 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$4$ form ~~ 081:29,020[A ]| That$6#2$ is, sending to$9$ know before 081:29,021[A ]| At what o'clock they will$1$ play the whore. 081:29,022[A ]| The nymphs are constant, gallants private, 081:29,023[A ]| One scarce can guess who$6#1$ it is they drive at; 081:29,024[A ]| This seems to$4$ me a scurvy fashion, 081:29,025[A ]| Who$6#1$ have been bred in$4$ a free nation, 081:29,026[A ]| With liberty of speech and passion. 081:29,027[A ]| Yet I can not forbear to$9$ spark it 081:29,028[A ]| And make the best of a bad market; 081:29,029[A ]| Meeting with one by$4$ chance kind-hearted, 081:29,030[A ]| Who$6#1$ no$2$ preliminaries started, 081:29,031[A ]| I entered beyond expectation 081:29,032[A ]| Into a close negotiation 081:29,033[A ]| Of which$6#1$ hereafter a relation. 081:29,034[A ]| Humble to$4$ 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$4$ 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 ]| It is something to$9$ lose two degrees 081:30,004[A ]| Now age itself begins to$9$ 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$6#1$ 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$9$ eat, 081:30,013[A ]| Though no$2$ temptation is in$4$ 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 is tricked up$5$ on$4$ holiday, 081:30,018[A ]| When the whole family combine 081:30,019[A ]| For$4$ public pride to$9$ make her shine. 081:30,020[A ]| Her hair which$6#1$ long before lay matted 081:30,021[A ]| Are on$4$ this day combed out and plaited, 081:30,022[A ]| A diamond bodkin in$4$ each tress 081:30,023[A ]| The badges of her nobleness; 081:30,024[A ]| For$3$ 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$4$ Grafen Marian 081:30,029[A ]| To$9$ adorn the handle of her fan, 081:30,030[A ]| And as by$4$ old records appears 081:30,031[A ]| Worn since in$4$ Kunigunda's ears, 081:30,032[A ]| Now sparkling in$4$ the fraulein's hair: 081:30,033[A ]| No$2$ serpent breaking in$4$ 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$5#1$ many rings each finger freight, 081:30,038[A ]| They tremble with the mighty weight: 081:30,039[A ]| The like$0$ in$4$ England never 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 is meaner than the lights. 081:30,043[A ]| She that$6#1$ 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 is another sort of creatures 081:30,050[A ]| Whose ruddy look and grotesque features 081:30,051[A ]| Are so$5#1$ much out of nature's way 081:30,052[A ]| You would think them stamped on$4$ other clay, 081:30,053[A ]| No$2$ lawful daughters of old Adam. 081:30,054[A ]| From these behold a city madam, 081:30,055[A ]| With arms in$4$ mittens, head in$4$ muff, 081:30,056[A ]| A dapper cloak and reverend ruff; 081:30,057[A ]| No$2$ farce so$5#1$ pleasant as this malkin, 081:30,058[A ]| The pretty jet she has in$4$ walking, 081:30,059[A ]| And the soft sound of High Dutch talking. 081:30,060[A ]| Here unattended by$4$ the Graces, 081:30,061[A ]| The Queen of Love in$4$ a sad case is: 081:30,062[A ]| Nature, her active minister, 081:30,063[A ]| Neglects affairs and will$1$ not stir, 081:30,064[A ]| Thinks it not worth her while to$9$ please 081:30,065[A ]| But when she does it for$4$ 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 am making an oblation 081:30,069[A ]| Am fain to$9$ 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$6#1$ can indifference warm, 081:30,074[A ]| And blow that$6#2$ calm into a storm, 081:30,075[A ]| Has in$4$ the very tenderest hour 081:30,076[A ]| Over my gentleness no$2$ power ~~ 081:30,077[A ]| True to$4$ my country-women's charms, 081:30,078[A ]| Whilst kissed and pressed in$4$ foreign arms. 082:01,000[' ]| 082:01,000[' ]| 082:01,000[A ]| This is fly and pretty, 082:01,000[A ]| And this is wild and witty; 082:01,000[A ]| If either stayed 082:01,000[A ]| Till she died a maid, 082:01,000[A ]| In$4$ faith it would be great pity. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| And here and there I had her, 082:01,000[A ]| And everywhere I had her, 082:01,000[A ]| Her toy was such, that$3$ every touch 082:01,000[A ]| Would make a lover madder. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| For$3$ he that$6#1$ would have a wench kind, 082:01,000[A ]| Never smugs up$5$ himself like$4$ a ninny; 082:01,000[A ]| But plainly tells her his mind, 082:01,000[A ]| And tickles her first with a guinea. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| And if she comes, she shall not escape, 082:01,000[A ]| If twenty pounds will$1$ win her; 082:01,000[A ]| Her very eye commits a rape, 082:01,000[A ]| It is such a tempting sinner. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| She is so$5#1$ bonny and brisk, 082:01,000[A ]| How she would curvet and frisk, 082:01,000[A ]| If a man were once mounted upon$4$ her! 082:01,000[A ]| Let me have but a leap 082:01,000[A ]| Where it is wholesome and cheap, 082:01,000[A ]| And a fig for$4$ your person of honour! 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| Love and wenching are toys, 082:01,000[A ]| Fit to$9$ please beardless boys, 082:01,000[A ]| They are sports we hate worse than a leaguer; 082:01,000[A ]| When we visit a miss, 082:01,000[A ]| We still brag how we kiss, 082:01,000[A ]| But it is with a bottle we feague her. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| She is as frolic and free 082:01,000[A ]| As her lovers dare be, 082:01,000[A ]| Never awed by$4$ a foolish punctilio; 082:01,000[A ]| She will$1$ not start from her place, 082:01,000[A ]| Though thou namest a black ace, 082:01,000[A ]| And will$1$ drink a beer-glass to$4$ Spudilio. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| She is no$2$ mistress of mine 082:01,000[A ]| That$6#1$ drinks not her wine, 082:01,000[A ]| Or frowns at my friends' drinking motions; 082:01,000[A ]| If my heart thou wouldst gain, 082:01,000[A ]| Drink thy bottle of champagne, 082:01,000[A ]| It will$1$ serve thee for$4$ paint and love-potions. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| A catch and a glass, 082:01,000[A ]| A fiddle and a lass, 082:01,000[A ]| What more would an honest man have? 082:01,000[A ]| Hang your temperate sot, 082:01,000[A ]| Who$6#1$ would seem what he is not; 082:01,000[A ]| It is I am wise, he is but grave. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| We will$1$ foot it and side it, my pretty little miss, 082:01,000[A ]| And when we are a-weary, we will$1$ lie down and kiss. 082:01,000[' ]| <****> 082:01,000[A ]| I gave my love a green-gown 082:01,000[A ]| In$4$ the merry month of May, 082:01,000[A ]| And down she fell as wantonly 082:01,000[A ]| As a tumbler does at play. 083:01,000[' ]| 083:01,000[' ]| 083:01,001[A ]| Who$6#2$ could expect such crowding here today 083:01,002[A ]| Merely on$4$ the report of a new play? 083:01,003[A ]| A man would think you have been so$5#1$ often bit 083:01,004[A ]| By$4$ us of late, you should have learned more wit, 083:01,005[A ]| And first have sent a forlorn hope to$9$ spy 083:01,006[A ]| The plot and language of our comedy, 083:01,007[A ]| Expecting till some desperate critics had 083:01,008[A ]| Resolved you whether it were good or bad: 083:01,009[A ]| But yet we hope you will$1$ never grow so$5#1$ wise, 083:01,010[A ]| For$3$ if you should, we and our comedies 083:01,011[A ]| Must trip to$4$ Norwich, or for$4$ Ireland go, 083:01,012[A ]| And never fix, but like$4$ a puppet-show 083:01,013[A ]| Remove from town to$4$ town, from fair to$4$ fair, 083:01,014[A ]| Seeking fit chapmen to$9$ put off our ware. 083:01,015[A ]| For$3$ such our fortune is this barren age, 083:01,016[A ]| That$3$ faction now, not wit, supports the stage: 083:01,017[A ]| Wit has, like$4$ painting, had her happy flights, 083:01,018[A ]| And in$4$ peculiar ages reached her heights, 083:01,019[A ]| Though now declined; yet could some able pen 083:01,020[A ]| Match Fletcher's nature, or the art of Ben, 083:01,021[A ]| The old and graver sort would scarce allow 083:01,022[A ]| Those plays were good, because we writ them now. 083:01,023[A ]| Our author therefore begs you would forget, 083:01,024[A ]| Most reverend judges, the records of wit, 083:01,025[A ]| And only think upon$4$ the modern way 083:01,026[A ]| Of writing, whilst you are censuring his play. 083:01,027[A ]| And gallants, as for$4$ you, talk loud in$4$ the pit, 083:01,028[A ]| Divert yourselves and friends with your own wit; 083:01,029[A ]| Observe the ladies, and neglect the play, 083:01,030[A ]| Or else it is feared we are undone today. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| He took her by$4$ the apron, 083:01,000[A ]| To$9$ bring her to$4$ his beck; 083:01,000[A ]| But as he wound her to$4$ him 083:01,000[A ]| The apron-strings did break. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| If any man baulk his liquor, 083:01,000[A ]| Let him never baulk the gallows, 083:01,000[A ]| But sing a psalm there with the vicar, 083:01,000[A ]| Or die in$4$ a dirty alehouse. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| We would sing, and we would laugh, and we would drink all the day; 083:01,000[A ]| Our reason we would banish, our senses should sway; 083:01,000[A ]| And every pleasure our wills should obey. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| And Jenny was all my joy, 083:01,000[A ]| She had my heart at her will$0$; 083:01,000[A ]| But I left her and her toy 083:01,000[A ]| When once I had got my fill. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| I have no$2$ design here, 083:01,000[A ]| But drinking good wine here. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| Our heads are too airy for$4$ plots: 083:01,000[A ]| Let us hug then all three, 083:01,000[A ]| Since our virtues agree, 083:01,000[A ]| We will$1$ hollow and cast up$5$ our hats. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| He that$6#1$ leaves his wine for$4$ boxes and dice, 083:01,000[A ]| Or his wench for$4$ fear of mishaps, 083:01,000[A ]| May he beg all his days, cracking of lice, 083:01,000[A ]| And die in$4$ conclusion of claps. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| You widow, that$6#1$ do sleep dog-sleep, 083:01,000[A ]| And now for$4$ your dead husband weep, 083:01,000[A ]| Perceiving well what want you have 083:01,000[A ]| Of that$6#2$ poor worm has eat in$4$ grave: 083:01,000[A ]| Rise out of bed, and open the door, 083:01,000[A ]| Here is that$6#2$ will$1$ all your joys restore: 083:01,000[A ]| Good-morrow, my mistress, dear, good-morrow, 083:01,000[A ]| Good-morrow, widow. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| He that$6#1$ will$1$ win a widow's heart 083:01,000[A ]| Must bear up$5$ briskly to$4$ her; 083:01,000[A ]| She loves the lad that$6#1$ is free and smart, 083:01,000[A ]| But hates the formal wooer. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| He had and a good right Bilbo blade 083:01,000[A ]| Wherewith he used to$9$ vapour; 083:01,000[A ]| Full many a stubborn foe had made 083:01,000[A ]| To$9$ wince and cut a caper. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[A ]| Come let us to$4$ the tavern escape 083:01,000[A ]| And drink whilst we can stand; 083:01,000[A ]| We thirst more for$4$ the blood of the grape 083:01,000[A ]| Than for$4$ the blood of man. 083:01,000[' ]| <****> 083:01,000[' ]| 083:01,000[' ]| 083:01,001[A ]| Sir*Frederick, now I am revenged on$4$ you; 083:01,002[A ]| For$4$ all your frolic wit, you are couzened too: 083:01,003[A ]| I have made over all my wealth to$4$ these 083:01,004[A ]| Honest gentlemen; they are my trustees. 083:01,005[A ]| Yet, gentlemen, if you are pleased, you may 083:01,006[A ]| Supply his wants, and not your trust betray. 083:01,000[' ]| 083:01,007[A ]| Poor Wheadle hopes he has given you all content; 083:01,008[A ]| Here he protests it is that$6#2$ he only meant. 083:01,009[A ]| If you are displeased we are all cross-bit today, 083:01,010[A ]| And he has wheedled us that$6#1$ writ the play. 083:01,000[' ]| 083:01,011[A ]| Like$4$ prisoners, conscious of the offended law, 083:01,012[A ]| When juries after the evidence withdraw, 083:01,013[A ]| So$3$ waits our author between hope and fear, 083:01,014[A ]| Until he does your doubtful verdict hear. 083:01,015[A ]| Men are more civil than in$4$ former days, 083:01,016[A ]| Few now in$4$ public hiss or rail at plays; 083:01,017[A ]| He bid me therefore mind your looks with care, 083:01,018[A ]| And told me I should read your sentence there. 083:01,019[A ]| But I, unskilled in$4$ faces, can not guess 083:01,020[A ]| By$4$ this first view, what is the play's success. 083:01,021[A ]| Nor shall I ease the author of his fear 083:01,022[A ]| Till twice or thrice, at least, I have seen you here.