You fly, invoke the gods; then turning stop
To rail; she singing still whirls on her mop.
Not yet the dust had shunned th' unequal strife,
But, aided by the wind, fought still for life.

Now in contiguous drops the flood comes down,
Threatening with deluge this devoted town:
To shops in crowds the daggled females fly,
Pretend to cheapen goods, but nothing buy.
The templar spruce, while every spout's abroach,
Stays till 'tis fair, yet seems to call a coach;
The tucked-up semstress walks with hasty strides,
While streams run down her oiled umbrella's sides.
Here various kinds by various fortunes led,
Commence acquaintance underneath a shed:
Triumphant tories and desponding whigs

Forget their feuds, and join to save their wigs.
Boxed in a chair the beau impatient sits,

While spouts run clattering o'er the roof by fits;
And ever and anon with frightful din

The leather sounds; he trembles from within.

Now from all parts the swelling kennels flow,

And bear their trophies with them as they go:
Filths of all hues and odour seem to tell

What street they sailed from, by their sight and smell.

Testaris Superos; fugis; ancillæque minaris;

Illa canit; gravior fit quoque gyrus aquæ.
Ingruit interea cum multo pulvere nimbus,
Et movet alternas sævus uterque vices.
Densior at cœlo cum tandem decidit imber,
Guttaque jam guttam continuata premit,
Femina per madidos festinat plurima vicos;
Admissas alias prompta taberna capit.
Quælibet expositas miratur Delia merces;

Et, nihil empturæ, cuncta licentur anus.
Comptus inurbanum metitur Pollio cœlum,
De conducendis ceu dubitaret equis:

Non lentis pedibus Phyale succincta laborat;
In latus umbellæ flumina mille furunt.
Hic varie ductos, variis qui partibus adstant,
Hospita colloquio congregat umbra pari;
Quique habet imperium regni, quique ardet habere;
Regnorum immemores, dum loca sicca petunt.
Parte alia juvenis, lectica vectus operta,

Ut sedet, effusas in caput horret aquas:
En corium stridet, pluvias quod desuper arcet;
Horrendus sonor est; intus et ille tremit.

Omnibus interea in plateis tumuere canales,

Fertque simul prædam quæque cloaca suam;

They, as each torrent drives with rapid force,
From Smithfield to St Pulcre's shape their course;
And in huge confluence joined at Snowhill ridge,
Fall from the conduit prone to Holborn bridge.
Sweepings from butchers' stalls, dung, guts, and blood,
Drowned puppies, stinking sprats, all drenched in mud,
Dead cats and turnip-tops come tumbling down the flood.

To a Lady.

Too late I stayed, forgive the crime;
Unheeded flew the hours:

How noiseless falls the foot of Time,
That only treads on flowers!

What eye with clear account remarks
The ebbing of the glass,

When all the sands are diamond sparks,
That dazzle as they pass?

Ah! who to sober measurement
Time's happy swiftness brings,
When birds of Paradise have lent

Their plumage to his wings?

Swift.

W. Spenser.

Utque ruunt luteum per vicum impulsa tropæa,
Ipsa notant a queis partibus urbis eant.
Per Fora, per totum violens fluit unda macellum;
Immensos aperit longa Suburra sinus;

Hic varia effœti rapiuntur pignora vici,

Ilia percussi mixta cruore bovis,

Piscesque, immundique canes, felesque, fimusque,

Stercus odoriferæ colluviesque viæ.

Sed mihi nec spatium est nec mens, ut singula narrem: Cuncta simul tumidis rapta feruntur aquis.

J. H.

Ad Lydiam.

NON bene cunctabar; sed culpam ignosce fatenti;
Oblitus horarum fui:

Quam tacito incedit Tempus pede, nil nisi molles
Cum calce flores proterit!

Quis, sensim ut refluunt, ita grana fidelis ocellus
In vitreo notat globo,

Si gemmis splendet simul omnis arena minutis,
Nitore quæ fallunt suo?

Quis facilem certa metitur lege volatum

Inter serena Temporis,

Cum Paradisiacæ plumæ suffuderit alis

Tempus colores aureos?

H. D.

Bye, Baby Bunting.

BYE, Baby Bunting!

Father's gone a hunting,

Mother's gone a milking,

Sister's gone a silking,

Brother's gone to buy a skin

To wrap Baby Bunting in.

Gammer Gurton.