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Slander beside her, like a Mag-pie, chatters,
Her dugs were mark'd by ev'ry Collier's hand,
parts of shame by name would call :
Such place hath Deptford, navy-building town,
Ne village is without, on either side,
51 All up the silver Thames, or all adown ; Ne Richmond's felf, from whose tall front are
ey'd Vales, spires, meandring streams, and Windsor's
W ALL E R.
Of a Lady singing to her LUTE. AIR Charmer, cease, nor make your voice's
prize A heart resign'd the conquest of your eyes: Well might, alas ! that threatned vessel fail, Which winds and lightning both at once affail. We were too blest with these inchanting lays, 5 Which must be heav'nly when an Angel plays : But killing charms your lover's death contrive, Left heav'nly music should be heard alive. Orpheus could charm the trees, but thus a tree, Taught by your hand, can charm no less than he: A poet made the filent wood pursue, This vocal wood had drawn the Poet too.
On a fan of the Author's design,
in which was painted the story
with the Motto, AURA VENI. COM
NOME, gentle Air! th’Æolian shepherd said,
While Procris panted in the secret shade;
The G A R D E N.
my Muse the flow'ry Treasures
fing, And humble glories of the youthful Spring; Where op’ning Roses breathing sweets diffuse, And soft Carnations show'r their balmy dews ; Where Lilies smile in virgin robes of white, 5 The thin Undress of superficial Light, And vary'd Tulips show so dazzling gay, Blushing in bright diversities of day. Each painted flowret in the lake below Surveys its beauties, whence its beauties grow; 10 And pale Narcissus on the bank, in vain Transformed, gazes on himself again. Here aged trees Cathedral Walks compose, And mount the Hill in venerable rows : There the
Infants in their beds are laid, 15 The Garden's Hope, and its expected shade. Here Orange-trees with blooms and pendants
shine, And vernal honours to their autumn join ;