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TO LADY MARY WORTLEY MONTAGUE.

I.

N beauty, or wit,

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No mortal as yet

To queftion your empire has dar'd;

But men of discerning

Have thought that in learning,

To yield to a lady was hard.

II.

Impertinent schools,

With musty dull rules,

Have reading to females deny'd:

So papists refuse

The Bible to use,

Left flocks fhou'd be wife as their guide,

III.

'Twas a woman at first,

(Indeed she was curft)

In knowledge that tafted delight,

And fages agree

The laws fhou'd decree

To the first poffeffor the right.

IV. Then

IV.

Then bravely, fair dame,
Refume the old claim,

Which to your whole fex does belong;
And let men receive,

From a fecond bright Eve,
The knowledge of right and of wrong.

V.

But if the first Eve

Hard doom did receive,

When only one apple had she,

What a punishment new

Shall be found out for you,

Who tasting, have robb'd the whole tree?

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THE TRANSLATOR.

OZELL, at Sanger's call, invok'd his Muse,

For who to fing for Sanger cou'd refuse? His numbers fuch as Sanger's felf might use. Reviving Perault, murd'ring Boileau, he Slander'd the ancients firft, then Wycherley; Which yet not much that old bard's anger rais'd, Since those were flander'd most, whom Ozell prais'd. Nor had the gentle fatire caus'd complaining, Had not fage Rowe pronounc'd it entertaining; How great must be the judgment of that writer, Who the Plain-dealer damns, and prints the Biter!

EGBERT SANGER ferved his apprenticeship with Jacob Tonfon, and fucceeded Bernard Lintot in his shop at Middle Temple Gate, Fleet-street. Lintot printed Ozell's tranflation of Perrault's Characters, and Sanger his tranflation of Boileau's Lutrin, recommended by Mr. Rowe, Anno 1709.

THE LOOKING-GLASS.

ON MRS. PULTENEY.

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ITH fcornful mien, and various toss of air,
Fantastic, vain, and infolently fair,

Grandeur intoxicates her giddy brain,

She looks ambition, and she moves disdain.
Far other carriage grac'd her virgin life,
But charming G-y's loft, in P-y's wife.
Not greater arrogance in him we find,
And this conjunction fwells at least her mind:
O could the fire, renown'd in glass, produce
One faithful mirrour for his daughter's use!
Wherein the might her haughty errors trace,
And by reflection learn to mend her face:
The wonted sweetness to her form restore,

Be what she was, and charm mankind once more.

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This

A FAREWELL TO LONDON

IN THE YEAR 1714.

EAR, damn'd, distracting town, farewell!

Thy fools no more I'll teize:

year in peace, ye critics, dwell,
Ye harlots, fleep at ease!

Soft Bs and rough C-.-, adieu!
Earl Warwick make your moan,

The lively H.-k and you

May knock up whores alone.

To drink and droll be Rowe allow'd

Till the third watchman's toll

Let Jervafe gratis paint, and Frowde
Save three-pence and his foul.

Farewell Arbuthnot's raillery

On every learned fot;

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And Garth, the best good Christian he,

Altho' he knows it not.

Lintot, farewell! thy bard muft go;

Farewell, unhappy Tonfon!

Heaven gives thee for thy lofs of Rowe,

Lean Philips, and fat Johnfon.

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