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Whose lucky hand adminifters repose
As well to breaking heart, as broken nofe;
Accept this tribute: think it all I had,
In recompence of thine, when I was fad.

What though it comes from an unpractis'd Muse,
Bad at the best, grown worse by long disuse;
In filence loft, fince once I did complain
Of Wiv-l's cold neglect in humble strain ;
When, check'd by flavish confcience, she deny'd
To throw afide the niece, and act the bride :
Yet fure I may be thought among the throng
If not to fing, to whistle out a fong:
Then take the kind remembrance of my verse,
While Dingle's lofs with forrow I rehearse.
Dingle is loft, the hollow caves refound
Dingle is loft, and multiply the found;
Till Echo, chaunting it by just degree,
Shortens to Ding, then foftens it to D.

Dingle is loft; where 's now the parent's care,
The boafted force of piety and prayer?

No more shall she within thy fpacious hall
Lead up the dance, and animate the ball;
Deferted thus, no more fhalt thou engage
Under the roof to Whartonize the age.

Train'd by thy care, by thy example led,
Early she learnt to fcorn the nuptial bed;
In vain by thy advice enlarg'd her mind,
And vow'd, like thee, to multiply her kind:
For Dingle thou didft bless the nether fkies;
In hopes a mingled race might once arife,
To footh thy hoary age, and close thy dying eyes.

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Learn,

Learn, ye indulging parents, learn from hence:
Think not compliance e'er will influencè.
The fifth command alone you did enjoin,
And frankly gave her up the other nine:

Yet fhe, though that, and that alone, was prefs'd,
Regardless of your will, the fifth tranfgrefs'd.

But oh! my friend, confider, though she 's gone, She left no coffers empty but her own;

Her mind, that did direct the great machine,
Mov'd, like the universe, by springs unseen;
And, though from thy inftructions fhe retreats,
Her globe of light grows larger as she sets :
For nought could brighter make her luftre fhine,
Than to withdraw, and fingle it from thine.
Then think of this; and pardon, when you fee,
Thofe virtues you so late admir'd in me.

CON

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To the Merry Poetafter at Sadler's-hall, in Cheap-

fide.

The Earl of Godolphin to Dr. Garth, upon the
Lofs of Mifs Dingle; in Return to the Doctor's
Confolatory Verfes to him upon the Lofs of his
Rod.

ibid.

END OF GARTH'S POEMS.

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