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Thus vanish sceptres, coronets, and balls, .
And leave your in lone woods, or empty walls!
So when you slave, at some dear idle time,
(Not plagued with head-aches, or the want of rhyme)
Stands in the streets, abstracted from the crew,
And while he seems to study, thinks of you;
Just when his fancy points your sprightly eyes,
Or sees the blush of soft Parthenia rise,
GAY pats my shoulder, and you vanish quite,
Streets, chairs, and coxcombs, rush upon my sight;
Wex'd to be still in town, I knit my brow,
Look sour, and hum a tune, as you may now.

THE BASSET-TABLE.
AN Eclogue.
CARDELIA. SMILINDA,

CARDELIA.

THE basset-table spread, the tallier come;
Why stays SMILINDA in the dressing-room?
Rise, pensive nymph, the tallier waits for you!

SMILINDA,

Ah, madam, since my SHARPER is untrue, Ijoyless make my once adored Alpew. I saw him stand behind OMBRELIA’s chair, And whisper with that soft, deluding air, And those feign'd sighs which cheat the listening fair

CARDELIA.

Is this the cause of your romantic strains? A mightier grief my heavy heart sustains. As you by love, so I by fortune cross'd ; One, one bad deal, three Septlevas have lost.

SMILINDA.

Is that the grief, which you compare with mine? With ease, the smiles of fortune I resign : Would all my gold in one bad deal were gone! Were lovely SHARPER mine, and mine alone.

CARDELIA.

A lover lost, is but a common care:

And#. nymphs against that change prepare: The KNAVE OF CLUBS thrice lost ! Oh! who could guess This fatal stroke, this unforeseen distress?

SMILINIDA,

See BETTY LOVET ] ver *Os)0
She all the cares of love #o. know:
Tear BETTY shall the important point decide;
BETTY, who oft the pain of each has tried;
Impartial, she shall say who suffers most,
By cards' ill usage, or by lovers lost.

IOWET.

Tell, tell your griefs; attentive will I stay, Though time is precious, and I want some tea.

CARDELIA,

Behold this equipage, by Mathers wrought,
With fifty guineas (a great pen'orth) bought.
See on the tooth-pick, Mars and Cupid strive;
And both the struggling figures seem alive. . .
Upon the bottom shines the queen's bright face;
A myrtle foliage round the thimble-case. .
Jove, Jove himself, does on the scissors shine;
The metal, and the workmanship, divine !

SMILINDA,

This snuff-boar;-once the pledge of SHARPER's love, When rival beauties for the present strove; At Corticelli’s he the raffle won; Jo Then first his passion was in public shown: BAZARDIA blush'd, and turn'd her head aside, A rival's envy (all in vain) to hide. This snuff-box-on the hinge see brilliants shine: This snuff-boa will I stake; the prize is mine.

CARDELIA.

Alas! far lesser losses than I bear,
Have made a soldier sigh, a lover swear.
And oh! what makes the disappointment hard,
"Twas my own lord that drew the fatal card.

In complaisance, I took the queen he gave;
Though my own secret wish was for the knave,
The knave won Sonica, which I had chose;
And the next pull, my Septeva I lose.

SMILINDA,

But ah! what aggravates the killing smart, The cruel thought, that stabs me to the heart; This cursed OMBRELIA, this undoing fair, By whose vile arts this heavy grief I bear; She, at whose name I shed these spiteful tears, She owes to me the very charms she wears. An awkward thing, when first she came to town; Her shape unfashion'd, and her face unknown: She was my friend: I taught her first to spread Upon her sallow cheeks enlivening red: I introduced her to the park and plays; And by my interests, Cozens made her stays. TIngrateful wretch, with mimic airs grown pert, She dares to steal my fav'rite lover's heart.

CARDELIA,

Wretch that I was, how often have I swore,
When Winnall tallied, I would punt no more?
I knew the bite, yet to my ruin run;
And see the folly which I cannot shun.

SMILINDA.

IIow many maids have SHARPER's vows deceived 7 How many cursed the moment they believed ? Yet his known falsehoods could no warning prove: Ah! what is warning to a maid in love?

CARDELIA. But of what marble must that breast be form’d, To gaze on Basset, and remain unwarm'd When kings, queens, knaves, are set in decent rank; Exposed in glorious heaps the tempting bank, Guineas, half-guineas, all the shining train, The winner's pleasure, and the loser's pain:

In bright confusion open rouleaus lie,
They strike the soul, and glitter in the eye.

Fired by the sight, all reason I disdain;
My passions rise and will not bear the rein.
Look upon Basset, you who reason boast,
And see if reason must not there be lost.

SMILINIDA.

What more than marble must that heart compose Can hearken coldly to my SHARPER's vows? Then, when he trembles when his blushes rise! When awful love seems melting in his eyes! With eager beats his Mechlin cravat moves: He loves, I whisper to myself. He loves/ Such unfeign'd passion in his looks appears, I lose all memory of my former fears; My panting heart confesses all his charms, I yield at once, and sink into his arms: Think of that moment, you who prudence boast; For such a moment, prudence well were lost.

CARDELIA.

At the Groom-Porter's, batter'd bullies play, Some DUKEs at Mary-bone bowl time away. But who the bowl or rattling dice compares To Basset's heavenly joys and pleasing cares?

SMILINIDA,

Soft SIMPLICETTA doats upon a beau; PRUDINA likes a man, and laughs at show. Their several graces in my SHARPER meet; Strong as the footman, as the master sweet.

LoVET.

Cease your contention, which has been too long; I grow impatient, and the tea's too strong. Attend and yield to what I now decide; The equipage shall grace SMILINDA's side; The snuff-boa, to CARDELIA I decree, Now leave complaining, and begin your test.

VERBATIM FROM BOILEAU.

TJn jour, dit un auteur, etc.

ONCE (says an author, where I need not say)
Two travellers found an oyster in their way;
Both fierce, both hungry; the dispute grew strong;
While scale in hand dame Justice pass'd along.
Before her each with clamour pleads the laws,
Explain'd the matter, and would win the cause.
Dame Justice weighing long the doubtful right,
Takes, opens, swallows it, before their sight.
The cause of strife removed so rarely well,
There take (says Justice), take ye each a shell.
We thrive at Westminster on fools like you:
*Twas a fat oyster—Live in peace—Adieu.

ANSWER TO THE FOLLOWING QUESTION - OF...MRS. HOW.

WHAT IS PRUDERY }

'Tis a beldam,
Seen with wit and beauty seldom.
'Tis a fear that starts at shadows;
*Tis (no 'tisn't) like Miss Meadows.
'Tis a virgin hard of feature,
Old, and void of all good-nature;
Lean and fretful, would seem wise;
Yet plays the fool before she dies.
'Tis an ugly envious shrew,
That rails at dear Lepell and you.

OCCASIONED BY SOME VERSES OF HIS GRACE TEIE DUEF: OF BUCKINGHAM.

MUSE, 'tis enough: at length thy labour ends,
And thou shalt live, for BUCKINGHAM commends.
Let crowds of critics now my verse assail,
Let Dennis write, and nameless numbers rail:
This more than pays whole years of thankless pain,
Time, health, and fortune, are not lost in vain,
SHEFFIELD approves, consenting Phoebus bends,
And I and Malice from this hour are friends.

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