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The eager bridegroom surfeits on her charms,
And fills his belly, as he fills his arms.
Juftly may they condemn our foolish pride,
Who only for the naked back provide ;
And useless garments to the dunghill caft,
Before they've through the hungry stomach pass’d;
Who well might purchase, had we their good sense,
Both food and raiment at the same expence.

When will our wives and daughters be so good,
Thus to convert their old cloaths into food ?

The BREWER's Coachman.

By the Same.

HO

CONEST William, an easy and good-natur'd fellow,

Wou'd a little too oft get a little too mellow.
Body coachman was he to an eminent brewer.
No better e'er sat in a box, to be sure.
His coach was kept clean, and no mothers or nurses
Took that care of their babes that he took of his horses.
He had these -ay and fifty good qualities more,
But the business of tipling cou'd ne'er be got o'er :
So his master effectually mended the matter,
By hiring a man, who drank nothing but water.
Now, William, fays he, you see the plain case;
Had you drunk as he does, you'd kept a good place.

Drink

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Drink water ! quoth William had all men done fo;
You'd never have wanted a coachman, I trow.
They're soakers, like me whom you load with reproaches, ,
That enable you brewers to ride in your coaches.

FEMALE Ĉ À UTI ON.

By the Same.

MOTH

OTHER Breedwell presented her husband each year

With a chopping brave boy, and sometimes with apair; 'Till the primitive blefling of multiplication Had fill'd the whole house with a young generation. But as that increased, fo forrow and care, Thofe primitive curses, put in for a fhare ; And the toilsome employments of mother and wife, Had hag'd the poor woman half out of her life,

To the doctor she goes with a pitiful face, And begs he wou'd give his advice in her case. She tells him her husband was wretchedly poor, And prays he'd confider her chargeable store, And prevent for the future her having of more.

As for that, quoth the fage, I've a cure never failing, Which neither Hippocrates thought of, nor Galen. T2

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Look here- present you this wonderful hose,
Into which, ev'ry night when you bed with your spouse,
Thruf both legs ; nor pull off the magical fetters,
Till you rise in the morn about family matters.
Obferve but this rule, which I give you in charge,
And your stock may diminish, but never enlarge.

Many thanks for your kindness, dear Sir, quoth the dame,
(Here she drop'd him a curt'fie)-if it were not for shame,
And for fear you shou'd think me too bold, I'd fain beg
T’ other fhocking and fo have a hose to each leg:
For if such rare virtue's contained in one,
How safe shou'd I be, had I both of them on!

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GRACE and NATURE.

By the Same.

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UOTH John'to his teacher, Good Sir, if you please,

I' wou'd beg your advice in a difficult case ; 'Tis a weighty concern, that may hold one for life "Tis, in short, the old story of taking a wife. There's a pair of young damsels I'm proffer'd to marry, And whether to choose puts me in a quandary: They're alike in age, family, fortune, and feature, Only one has more grace, and the other good-nature.

As for that, fays the teacher, good-nature and love, And sweetness of temper are gifts from above,

And

And as coming from thence we shou'd give 'em their due; ·
Grace is a superior blessing, 'tis true.

Ay, Sir, I remember an excellent farment,
Wherein all along you gave grace the preferment.
I shall never forget it, as how you were telling,
That heaven refided where grace had its dwelling.

Why John, quoth the teacher, that's true: but, alas,
What heaven can do is quite out of the case;
For by day and by night, with the woman you wed
'Tis

you that must board, and 'tis you that must bed;
And a good-natur'd girl may quickly grow gracious,
But a four-headed faint will be ever vexatious.

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ONG time did a filly old proverb prevail,

That meat, drink, and cloth were all found in good ale ; 'Till a lover of truth went on purpose to Hull, And to try the experiment drank his skin full. He began to see visions, his head it turn'd round, "Till off from his keffal he fell on the ground : There in trances profound our philofopher mellow Lay all night in the snow consulting his pillow.

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Oracular

Oracular vapours give prophecy birth,
As Plutarch reports, springing out of the earth.
Whether this was the cause, or however inspird,
Our sage gave a fentence will be ever admir'd.
'Twas this — I pronounce that good ale is good meat,
For I find, I have no inclination to eat:
That good ale is good cloth, you may honestly boast,
For i' faith! I'm as blithe and as warm as a toast :
But to call it good drink-is a lye, I'll be sworn,
For I ne'er was so dry since the hour I was born.

The cloth, cries a punfter who chanc'd to come by,
Must be a good drap, if it kept you fo dry,

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A B S O L U TI O N.

By the Same.

T blew an hard storm, and in utmost confufion

I The Wailors and Horried to get abfolution ;

Which done, and the weight of the fins they'd confessid,
Was transfer'd, as they thought, from themselves to the priest i
To lighten the ship, and conclude their devotion,
They tofs'd the poor parson fouse into the ocean.

PENANCE.

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