O teach me, dear, new words to speak my flame! Teach me to woo thee by thy best-lov'd name! Whether the style of Grildrig please thee moft, So call'd on Brobdingnag's ftupendous coaft, If ducal Nardac, Lilliputian peer, I'd call thee Houyhnhnm, that high sounding name; Thy children's nofes all fhould twang the fame. So might I find my loving spouse of course Endu'd with all the virtues of a borse. * TO QUINBUS FLESTRIN, THE MAN-MOUNTAIN. A LILLIPUTIAN ODE. IN amaze Loft, I gaze: Can our eyes Of him told, When they faid, Propt the skies: See! and believe your eyes! Vallies wide, Over woods, Over floods! When he treads, Mountains heads Groan Groan and shake: Man and fteed: Beneath his foot be loft. Turn'd afide From his hide From his nofe Clouds he blows: When he speaks, When he eats, When he drinks, On thy hand Let me ftand; So fhall I, Lofty poet! touch the sky. * A * A Gentle ECHO on WOMAN. In the Dorick Manner. Shepherd, ECHO, I ween, will in the woods reply, And quaintly answer questions: shall I try? Shepherd, Echo, Try. What must we do our paffion to express? Shepherd, Echo, Prefs. How fhall I please her who ne'er lov'd before? Shepherd, Echo, Before. What most moves women, when we them addrefs? Shepherd, Echo, A dress. Say, what can keep her chafte, whom I adore? Shepherd, Echo, A door. If mufick foftens rocks, love tunes my lyre, Shepherd, Echo, Lyar. Then teach me, echo, how fhall I come by her? Echo, Buy her. Shepherd, Shepherd, When bought, no queftion, I fhall be her dear? Shepherd, Echo, Her deer. But deer have horns; how muft I keep her under? Shepherd, Echo, Keep her under. How fhall I hold her ne'er to part asunder? Shepherd, Echo, A--fe under. But what can glad me, when fhe's laid on bier? Shepherd, Echo, Beer. What must I do, when woman will be kind? Shepherd, Echo, Be kind. What muft I do, when woman will be cross? Shepherd, Echo, Be cross. Lord! what is fhe that can fo turn and wind? Shepherd, Echo, Wind. Iffhe be wind, what ftills her when she blows? Shepherd, Echo, Blows. But, if the bang again, ftill fhou'd I bang her? Echo, Bang her. |