All eyes may fee from what the change arose, Papillia, wedded to her am'rous spark, Sighs for the shades-" How charming is a Park!” A Park is purchas'd, but the Fair he sees 35 4I All bath'd in tears-" Oh odious, odious Trees !" Their happy Spots the nice admirer take. 'Twas thus Calypfo once each heart alarm'd, As when the touch'd the brink of all we hate. NOTES. 45 50 VER. 45. III. Contrarie | ftronger fhe exerted this vities in the Cunning and Art-vacity the more forceable ful. P. must be her attraction. But VER 52. As when he the point, where it came touch'd the brink of all we to excefs, would destroy all hate.] Her charms confifted the delicacy, and expose in the fingular turn of her all the coarfnefs of fenfuavivacity; confequently the ❘lity.` Narciffa's nature, tolerably mild, To make a wash, would hardly stew a child; Has ev'n been prov'd to grant a Lover's pray'r, 55 And paid a Tradefman once to make him stare; Gave alms at Eafter, in a Christian trim, 60 And made a Widow happy, for a whim. A very Heathen in the carnal part, See Sin in State, majestically drunk; Proud as a Peerefs, prouder as a Punk; 66 70 Chafte to her Husband, frank to all befide, A teeming Mistress, but a barren Bride. What then? let Blood and Body bear the fault, Her Head's untouch'd, that noble Seat of Thought: Such this day's doctrine-in another fit She fins with Poets thro' pure Love of Wit. 75 85 The Nofe of Hautgout, and the Tip of Tafte, 80 VARIATIONS. VER. 77. What has not fir'd, &c.] in the MS. In whofe mad brain the mixt ideas roll NOTES. VER. 87. VI. Contrarieties in the Witty and Refin'd. P. VER. 89. Nor afks of God, but of her Stars, Death, that Opiate of the foul !] See Note on 90. of Ep. to Lord Cobham. Then all for Death, that Opiate of the foul! 96 100 Turn then from Wits; and look on Simo's Mate, No Afs fo meek, no Afs fo obftinate. Or her, that owns her Faults, but never mends, Because she's honest, and the best of Friends. Or her, whofe life the Church and Scandal share, For ever in a Paffion, or a Pray'r. 106 Or her, who laughs at Hell, but (like her Grace) Cries," Ah! how charming, if there's no fuch place!" Or who in sweet viciffitude appears Of Mirth and Opium, Ratafie and Tears, NOTES. VER. 107. Or her, who | laughs at Hell, but (like her Grace)-Cries, "Ab! how charming if there's no such place!"] i. e. Her who affects to laugh out of fafhion, and ftrives to disbelieve out of fear. The daily Anodyne, and nightly Draught, 115 120 To kill those foes to Fair ones, Time and Thought. Her ev'ry turn with Violence purfu'd, Nor more a ftorm her Hate than Gratitude : VARIATIONS. After 122. in the MS. Opprefs'd with wealth and wit, abundance fad! 125 130 |