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With good cheer enough to furnish every old THE OLD AND YOUNG COURTIER.
And old liquor able to make a cat speak, an! An old song made by an aged old pate,
man dumb; Of an old worshipful gentleman who had a Like an old courtier of the queen's, great estate,
And the queen's old courtier. That kept a brave old house at a bountiful rate,
With an old falconer, huntsman, and a kennel And an old porter to relieve the poor at his
of hounds, gate;
That never hawked, nor hunted, but in his Like an old courtier of the queen's,
own grounds; And the queen's old courtier.
Who, like a wise man, kept himself within
his own bounds, With an old lady, whose anger one word as- And when he dyed, gave every child a thon suages;
sand good pounds; They every quarter paid their old servants
Like an old courtier of the queen's
, their wages,
And the queen's old courtier. And never knew what belonged to coachmen, footmen, nor pages,
But to his eldest son his house and land be But kept twenty old fellows with blue coats
assigned, and badges ;
Charging him in his will to keep the old Like an old courtier of the queen's,
bountiful mindAnd the queen's old courtier.
To be good to his old tenants, and to his
neighbors be kind : With an old study filled full of learned old But in the ensuing ditty you shall hear box books;
he was inclined, With an old reverend chaplain--you might Like a young courtier of the king's, know him by his looks;
And the king's young courtier. Tith an old buttery hatch worn quite off the hooks;
Like a flourishing young gallant, newly come And an old kitchen that maintained half a to his land, dozen old cooks ;
Who keeps a brace of painted madams at his
And takes up a thousand pound upon his fa
ther's land; With an old hall, hung about with pikes, guns, And gets drunk in a tavern, till be can neiand bows,
ther go nor stand; With old swords and bucklers, that had borne Like a young courtier of the king's many shrewd blows;
And the king': young courtier. And an old frieze coat, to cover his worship's trunk hose,
With a new-fangled lady, that is dainty, nice, And a cup of old sherry, to comfort his copper pose;
Who never knew what belonged to good
Who buys gaudy-colored fans to play with
wanton air, With a good old fashion, when Christmas was And seven or eight different dressings of the come,
women's hair; To call in all his old neighbors with bagpipe Like a young courtier of the king'& and drum;
And the king's young courtier.
AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A MAD DOG.
grown so cold
With a new-fashioned hall, built where the And this is the course most of our now gal. old one stood,
lants hold, Hung round with new pictures, that do the Which makes that good housekeeping is now
poor no good; With a fine marble chimney, wherein burns Among the young courtiers of the king, neither coal nor wood;
Or the king's young courtiers. and a new smooth shovelboard, whereon no
victuals ne'er stood;
Like a young courtier of the king's,
AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF A
MAD DOG. With a new study, stuft fell of pamphlets and plays;
Good people all, of every sort,
Give ear unto my song; And a new chaplain, that swears faster than he prays;
And if you find it wond'rous short
It cannot hold you long. With a new buttery hatch, that opens once in four or five days,
In Islington there was a man, And a new French cook, to devise fine kick
Of whom the world might say shaws, and toys;
That still a godly race he ran
Whene'er he went to pray.
A kind and gentle heart he had,
To comfort friends and foes; With a new fashion when Christinas is drawing on
The naked every day he clad, On a new journey to London straight we all
When he put on his clothes. must be gone,
And in that town a dog was found, And leave none to keep house, but our new
As many dogs there be, porter John,
Both mongrel, puppy, whelp, and hound, Who relieves the poor with a thump on the
And curs of low degree. back with a stone; Like a young courtier of the king's,
This dog and man at first were friends;
But when a pique began,
Went mad, and bit the man.
Around from all the neighboring streets With a new coachman, footmen, and pages to
The wandering neighbors ran, carry up the meat;
And swore the dog had lost his wits, With a waiting gentlewoman, whose dressing
To bite so good a man. is very neat Who, when her lady has dined, lets the ser- The wound it seemed both sore and sad vants not eat;
To every Christian eye:
They swore the man would die.
With new titles of honor bought with his
father's old gold, For which sundry of his ancestors' old nianors
But soon a wonder came to light,
That showed the rogues they lied : The man recovered of the bite,
The dog it was that died.
are sold :
AN FEROI-OOMICAL POEM,
Or virgins visited by angel powers
Nor bound thy narrow views to things below
cealed, What dire offence from amorous
To maids alone and children are revealed; springs,
What though no credit doubting wits may What mighty contests rise from trivial things, give ? I sing—This verse to Caryl, musel is due; The fair and innocent shall still believe. This, e'en Belinda may vouchsafe to view : Know, then, unnumbered spirits round thet Slight is the subject, but not so the praise,
flyIf she inspire, and he approve my lays.
The light militia of the lower sky; Say what strange motive, goddess! could These, though unseen, are ever on the wing compel
Hang o'er the box, and hover round the ring A well-bred lord t' assault a gentle belle ? Think what an equipage thou hast in air, Oh, say what stranger cause, yet unexplored, And view with scorn two pages and a chair. Could make a gentle belle reject a lord ? As now your own, our beings were of old, In tasks so bold can little men engage,
And once enclosed in woman's beauteous And in soft bosoms dwell such mighty rage?
mould ; Sol through white curtains shot a timorous Thence, by a soft transition, we repair ray,
From earthly vehicles to these of air. And ope'd those eyes that must eclipse the Think not, when woman's transient breath is day.
fled, Now lap-dogs give themselves the rousing That all her vanities at once are dead; shake,
Succeeding vanities she still regards, And sleepless lovers just at twelve awake; And, though she plays no more, o'erlooks the Thrice rung the bell, the slipper knocked the cards. ground,
Her joy in gilded chariots, when alive, And the pressed watch returned a silver And love of ombre, after death survive; sound.
For when the fair in all their pride expire, Belinda still her downy pillow prest
To their first elements their souls retire; Her guardian sylph prolonged the balmy rest; The sprites of fiery termagant in flame 'T was he had summoned to her silent bed Mount up, and take a salamander's name; The morning-dream that hovered o'er her Soft yielding minds to water glide away, head :
And sip, with nymphs, their elemental tea; A youth more glittering than a birthnight The graver prude sinks downward to a beau,
gnome (That e'en in slumber caused her cheek to In search of mischief still on earth to roam; glow)
The light coquettes in sylphs aloft repair, Seemed to her ear his winning lips to lay, And sport and flutter in the fields of air. And thus in whispers said, or seemed to say : “Know further yet; whoever fair and “Fairest of mortals, thou distinguished care
chaste Of thousand bright inhabitants of air! Rejects mankind, is by sowe sylph embraced: If e'er one vision touched thy infant thought For spirits, freed from mortal laws, with eas Of all the nurse and all the priest have Assume what sexes and what shapes they taught,
please. Of airy elves by moonlight-shadows seen, What guards the purity of melting maids, The silver token, and the circled green; In courtly balls and midnight masquerades,
THE RAPE OF THE LOCK.
Safe from the treacherous friend, the daring Warned by the sylph, O pious maid, beware spark,
This to disclose is all thy guardian can; The glance by day, the whisper in the dark Beware of all, but most beware of man!” When kind occasion prompts their warm de- He said; when Shock, who thought she sires,
slept too long, When music softens, and when dancing fires ? Leaped up, and waked his mistress with his 'T is but their sylph, the wise celestials know, tongue. Though honor is the word with men below. 'T was then, Belinda, if report say true, “Some nymphs there are, too conscious of Thy eyes first opened on a billet-doux; their face,
Wounds, charms, and ardors, were no sooner For life predestined to the gnome's embrace; read, These swell their prospects and exalt their But all the vision vanished from thy head. pride,
And now, unveiled, the toilet stands dis. When offers are disdained, and love denied; played, Then gay ideas crowd the vacant brain, Each silver vase in mystic order laid. While peers, and dukes, and all their sweep- First, robed in white, the nymph intent ing train,
adores, And garters, stars, and coronets appear,
With head uncovered, the cosmetic powers. And in soft sounds, 'Your grace,' salutes A heavenly image in the glass appears their ear.
To that she bends, to that her eyes she rears; 'T is these that early taint the female soul, Th’inferior priestess, at her altar's side, Instruct the eyes of young coquettes to roll; Trembling begins the sacred rites of pride. Teach infant cheeks a bidden blush to know, Unnumbered treasures ope at once, and here And little hearts to flutter at a beau.
The various offerings of the world appear : “Oft when the world imagine women From each she nicely culls with curious toil, stray,
And decks the goddess with the glittering The sylphs through mystic mazes guide their spoil. way;
This casket India's glowing gems unlocks, Through all the giddy circle they pursue, And all Arabia breathes from yonder box. And old impertinence expel by new.
The tortoise here, and elephant unite, What tender maid but must a victim fall Transformed to combs—the speckled, and the To one man's treat, but for another's ball ?
white. When Florio speaks, what virgin could with- Here files of pins extend their shining rows; stand,
Puffs, powders, patches, bibles, billet-doux. If gentle Damon did not squeeze her hand ? Now awful beauty puts on all its arms; With varying vanities from every part
The fair each moment rises in her charms, They shift the moving toy-shop of their heart; Repairs her smiles, awakens every grace, Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots And calls forth all the wonders of her face; sword-knots strive,
Sees by degrees a purer blush arise, Beaux banish beaux, and coaches coaches And keeper lightnings quicken in her eyes. drive.
The busy sylphs surround their darling care, This erring mortals levity may call — These set the head, and these divide the hair; Oh, blind to truth! the sylphs contrive it all. Some fold the sleeve, whilst others plait the
“Of these am I, who thy protection claim; gown; A watchful sprite, and Ariel is my name. And Betty's praised for labors not her own. Late, as I ranged the crystal wilds of air, In the clear mirror of thy ruling star, I saw, alas ! some dread event impend, Not with more glories, in the ethereal plain, Ere to the main this morning's sun descend; The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, But heaven reveals not what, or how, or Than, issuing forth, the rival of his beams where:
Launched on the bosom of the silver Thames
Fair nymphs and well-dressed youths around The powers gave ear, and granted half bie her shone,
prayer; But every eye was fixed on her alone. The rest the winds dispersed in empty air. On her white breast a sparkling cross she But now secure the painted vessel glides, wore,
The sunbeams trembling on the floating tidec : Which Jews might kiss, and infidels aäore; While melting music steals upon the sky, Hler lively looks a sprightly mind disclose— And softened sounds along the waters die : Quick as her eyes, and as unfixed as those; Smooth flow the waves, the zephyrs gently Favors to none, to all she smiles extends;
play, Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Belinda smiled, and all the world was gay. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike; All but the sylph-with careful thoughts op And, like the sun, they shine on all alike.
prest, Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of Th' impending woe sat heavy on his breast. pride,
He summons straight his denizens of air; Might hide her faults, if belles had faults to The lucid squadrons round the sails repair;
Soft o'er the shrouds aërial whispers breathe, If to her share some female errors fall, That seemed but zephyrs to the train beLook on her face, and you 'll forget them all. neath. This nymph, to the destruction of man- Some to the sun their insect-wings unfold, kind,
Waft on the breeze, or sink in clouds of gold, Nourished two locks, which graceful hung Transparent forms, too fine for mortal sight, behind
Their fluid bodies half dissolved in light; In equal curls, and well conspired to deck Loose to the wind their airy garments flewWith shining ringlets the smooth, ivory neck. Thin, glittering textures of the filmy dew, Love in these labyrinths his slaves detains, Dipt in the richest tincture of the skies, And mighty hearts are held in slender Where light disports in ever-mingling dyes; chains.
While every beam new transient colors With hairy springes we the birds betray ;
flings, Slight lines of hair surprise the finny prey ; Colors that change whene'er they wave Fair tresses man's imperial race insnare,
their wings. And beauty draws us with a single hair. Amid the circle, on the gilded mast, Th’ adventurous baron the bright locks Superior by the head, was Ariel placed; admired;
His purple pinions opening to the sun, He saw, he wished, and to the prize aspired. He raised his azure wand, and thus begun: Resolved to win, he meditates the way, “Ye sylphs and sylphids, to your chief By force to ravish, or by fraud betray;
give ear! For when success a lover's toil attends, Fays, fairies, genii, elves, and demons, hear! Few ask if fraud or force attained his ends. Ye know the spheres and various tasks asFor this, ere Phæbus rose, he had im- signed plored
By laws eternal to the aërial kind: Propitious heaven, and every power adored; Some in the fields of purest ether play, But chiefly love-to love an altar built, And bask and whiten in the blaze of day; Of twelve vast French romances, neatly gilt. Some guide the course of wandering orls on There lay three garters, half a pair of gloves, high, And all the trophies of his former loves; Or roll the planets through the boundless With tender billet-doux he lights the pyre,
sky; And breathes three amorous sighs to raise Some, less refined, beneath the moon's pale the fire.
light Then prostrate falls, and begs with ardent Pursue the stars that shoot athwart the night. eyes
Or suck the mists in grosser air below, Soon to obtain, and long possess the prize. Or dip their pinions in the painted how,