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Then gay ideas crowd the vacant brain,

While peers, and dukes, and all their sweeping train,

And garters, stars, and coronets appear, 8j

And in soft sounds, * Your Grace' salutes their ear.

'Tis these that early taint the female soul,

Instruct the eyes of young coquettes to roll,

Teach infant-cheeks a bidden blush to know.

And little hearts to flutter at a beau." 90

"Oft, when the world imagine women stray,
The sylphs through mystic mazes guide their way;
Through all the giddy circle they pursue,
And old impertinence expel by new.
What tender maid but must a victim fall 95

To one man's treat, but for another's ball?
When Florio speaks, what virgin could withstand,
If gentle Damon did not squeeze her hand?
With varying vanities, from every part,
They shift the moving toyshop of their heart; 100

Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots sword-knots

strive,
Beaus banish beaus, and coaches coaches drive.
This erring mortals levity may call;
Oh, blii d to truth! the sylphs contrive it all."

"Of these am I, who thy protection claim, 105

A watchful sprite, and Ariel is my name.
Late, as I rang'd the crystal wilds of air,
In the clear mirror of thy ruling star,
I Stiw, alas! some dread event impend,
.!-'.'.- to the main this morning sun descend, no
But Heav'n reveals not what, or how, or where:
Warn'd by thy sylph, oh, pious maid, beware!
This to disclose is all thy guardian can:
Beware of all, but most beware of man!"

He said; when Shock, who thought she slept too long,
Leap'd up, and wak'd his mistress with his tongue. 116
'Twas then, Belinda, if report say true,
Thy eyes first open'd on a billet-doux;
Wounds, charms, and ardours, were no sooner read,
But all the vision vanish'd from thy head. 120

And now, unveil'd, the toilet stands display'd,
JEach silver vase in mystic order laid.
First, rob'd in white, the nymph intent adores,
With head uncover'd, the cosmetic pow'rs.
A heav'nly image in the glass appears, 125

To that she bends, to that her eyes she rears;
Th' inferior priestess, at her altar's side,
Trembling begins the sacred rites of pride.
Unnumber'd treasures ope at once, and here
The various off'rings of the world appear; 130

From each she nicely culls with curious toil,
And decks the goddess with the glitt'ring spoil.
This casket India's glowing gems unlocks,
And all Arabia breathes from yonder box;
The tortoise here and elephant unite, 135

Transform'd to combs, the speckled, and the white.
Here files of pins extend their shining rows,
Pulfc, powders, pinches, bibles, billet-dcux.
Now awful beauty puts on all its arms;
The fair eac.'i moment rises in her charms, 14*

Repairs her smiles, awakens ev'ry grace,

And calls forth all the wonders of her face;

Sees by degrees a purer blush arise,

And keener lightnings quicken in her eyes.

The busy sylphs surround their darling care, 145

These set the head, and those divide the hair,

Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the gown;

And Betty's prais'd for labours not her own. 148

CANTO II.

.N Ot with more glories, in th' etherial plain,

The sun first rises o'er the purpled main,

Than, issuing forth, the rival of his beams,

Launch'd on the bosom of the silver Thames. 4

Fair nymphs, and well dress'd youths around hershone,

But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone.

On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore,

Which Jews might kiss, and Infidels adore.

Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose,

Quick as her eyes, and as unfix'd as those; 10

favours to none, to all she smiles extends,

Oft she rejects, but never once offends.

Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike,

And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.

Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride, 1;

Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to hide:

If to her share some female errors fall,

Look on her fate, and you'll forget 'em all.

This nymph, to the destruction of mankind, Nourish'd two Locks, which graceful hung behind 2s In equal curls, and well conspir'd to deck

With shining ringlets the smooth iv'ry neck.

Love in these labyrinths his slaves detains,

And mighty hearts are held in slender chains.

With hairy springes we the birds betray, 15

Slight lines of hair surprise the finny prey,

Fair tresses man's imperial race insnare,

And beauty draws us with a single hair.

Th' advent'rous Baron the bright locks admir'd;
He saw, he wish'd, and to the prize aspir'd. 30

Resolv'd to win, he meditates the way,
By force to ravish, or by fraud betray:
For when success a lover's toil attends,
Few ask if fraud or force attain'd his ends.

For this, ere Phoebus rose, he had implor'd 35

Propitious Heav'n, and ev'rv power ador'd;
But chiefly Love—to Love an altar built,
Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt.
There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves;
And all the trophies of his former loves; 49

With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre,
And breathes three am'rous sighs to raise the fire.
Then prostrate falls, and begs with ardent eyes
Soon to obtain, and long possess the prize:
The pow'rs gave ear, and granted half his pray'r,
The rest the winds dispers'd in empty air. 46

But now secure the painted vessel glides,
The sun-beams trembling on the floating tides;
While melting music steals upon the sky,
And soften'd sounds along the waters die. So

Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently play,

Belinda smil'd, and all the world was gay.

All but the sylph—with careful thoughts opprest,

Th' impending woe sat heavy on his breast.

He summons straight his denizens of air; 55

The lucid squadrons round the sails tepair;

Soft o'er the shrouds aerial whispers breathe,

That seem'd but zephyrs to the train beneath.

Some to the sun their insect-wings unfold,

Waft on the breeze, or sink inclouds of gold; 60

Transparent forms too fine for mortal sight,

Their fluid bodies half dissolv'd in light;

Loose to the wind their airy garments flew.

Thin glitt'ring textures of the filmy dew,

Dipt in the richest tincture of the skies, 65

Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes,

While ev'ry beam new transient colours flings,

Colours that change whene'er they wave their wings.

Amid the circle, on the gilded mast,

Superior by the head, was Ariel plac'd; 70

His p'urple pinions open'd to the sun,

He rais'd his azure wand, and thus begun.

"Ye Sylphs and Sylphids, to your chief give ear! Fays, Fairies, Genii, Elves, and Dcemons, hear! Ye know the spheres, and various tasks assign'd 75 By laws eternal to th' aerial kind. Some in the fields of purest aether play, And bask and whiten in the blaze of day; Some guide the course of wand'ring orbs on high, Or roll the planets through the boundless sky;

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