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Slander befide her, like a Mag-pie, chatters, With Envy, (fpitting Cat) dread foe to peace; Like a curs'd Cur, Malice before her clatters, 35
And vexing ev'ry wight, tears clothes and all to tate
Her dugs were mark'd by ev'ry Collier's hand,
Nor ever did afkance like modest Virgin look. 45
Such place hath Deptford, navy-building town, Woolwich and Wapping, smelling strong of pitch; Such Lambeth, envy of each band and gown, And Twick'nam fuch, which fairer fcenes enrich, Grots, ftatues, urns, and Jo-n's Dog and Bitch,
Ne village is without, on either fide,
up the filver Thames, or all adown;
Ne Richmond's felf, from whofe tall front are
Vales, fpires, meandring ftreams, and Windfor's tow'ry pride.
WALL E R.
Of a LADY finging to her LUTE.
AIR Charmer, cease, nor make
A heart refign'd the conqueft of your eyes:
A poet made the filent wood purfue,
This vocal wood had drawn the Poet too.
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On a FAN of the Author's design, in which was painted the ftory of CEPHALUS and PROCRIS, with the Motto, AURA VENI.
OME, gentle Air! th' Æolian shepherd said,
While Procris panted in the fecret shade; Come, gentle Air, the fairer Delia cries, While at her feet her fwain expiring lies. Lo the glad gales o'er all her beauties stray, Breathe on her lips, and in her bofom play! In Delia's hand this toy is fatal, found, Nor could that fabled dart more furely wound: Both gifts deftructive to the givers prove; Alike both lovers fall by those they love. Yet guiltless too this bright destroyer lives,
At random wounds, nor knows the wound she
She views the story with attentive eyes,
And pities Procris, while her lover dies.
And humble glories of the youthful Spring;
Transformed, gazes on himself again.
Here aged trees Cathedral Walks compose,
And mount the Hill in venerable rows:
There the green Infants in their beds are laid, 15