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IV. At first he aims at what he hears; And, list'ning close with both his ears,
Just catches at the sound;
He scolds, and gives the lie.
Poor Poll is like to die !
VI. Belinda and her bird ! 'tis rare, To meet with such a well-match'd pair,
The language and the tone, Each character in ev'ry part Sustain'd with so much grace and art,
And botlr in unison.
We think them tedious creatures ;
And women are the teachers.
TRANSLATION OF PRIOR'S CHLOE
Nomine sub ficto trans mare mittit opes ;
Cum dixit mea lux, heus, cane, sume lyram. Namque lyram juxtà positam cum carmine vidit, Suave quidem carmen dulcisonamque lyram.
Et miscent numeris murmura mæsta meis,
IV. Subrubet illa pudore, et contrabit altera frontem
Me torquet mea mens conscia, psallo, tremo; Atque Cupidineâ dixit Dea cincta corona,
Heu ! fallendi artem quam didicere parum.
Showing how he went farther than he intended, and came safe
John Gilpin was a citizen
Of credit and renown,
Of famous London town.
John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear,
Though wedded we have been These twice ten tedious years, yet we
No holiday have seen.
To-morrow is our wedding day,
And we will then repair Unto the Bell at Edmonton
All in a chaise and pair.
My sister, and my sister's child,
Myself, and children three,
On horseback after we.
He soon replied, I do admire
Of womankind but one,
Therefore it shall be done.
I am a linendraper bold,
As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender
Will lend his horse to go.
Quoth Mrs. Gilpin, That's well said;
And for that wine is dear,
Which is both bright and clear.
John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife;
O'erjoy'd was he to find,
She had a frugal mind.
The morning came, the chaise was brought,
But yet was not allow'd
Should say that she was proud.
So three doors off the chaise was stay'd,
Where they did all get in ; Six precious souls, and all agog
To dash through thick and thin.
Smack went the whip, round went the wheels
Were never folks so glad,
John Gilpin at his horse's side
Seiz'd fast the flowing mane, And ap he got, in baste to ride,
But soon came down agan;
Por saddletree scarce reach'd had he,
His journey to begin,
Three customers come in.
So down he came ; for loss of time,
Although it griev'd him sore ;
Would trouble bim much more.
"Twas long before the customers
Were suited to their mind, When Betty screaming came down stairs,
" The wine is left behind !”
Good lack! quoth heyet bring it me,
My leathern belt likewise,
When I do exercise.
Now mistress Gilpin (careful soul!)
Had two stone bottles found,
And keep it safe and sound.
Each bottle had a curling ear,
Through which the belt be drew, And hung a bottle on each side,
To make his balance true,