For to the mighty Lofs we now receive, The next Affliction were to fee him Grieve. THE COQUET MOTHER AND COQUET DAUGHTER. A SON G. T the clofe of the Day, AT When the Bean-flow'r and Hay Breath'd Odours in ev'ry Wind: Love enliven'd the Veins Of the Damfels and Swains; Each glance and each action was kind: Molly, wanton and free, II. Kifs'd, and fat on each Knee, Fond Fond ecftafie fwam in her Eyes, See, thy Mother is near, Hark! She calls thee to hear What Age and Experience advise. III. Haft thou feen the blithe Dove Stretch her Neck to her Love,. All gloffy with Purple and Gold? If a Kifs he obtain, She returns it again : What follows, you need not be told. IV. Look ye, Mother, fhe cry'd, You inftruct me in Pride, And Men by Good-manners are won, She who trifles with all Is lefs likely to fall Than fhe who but trifles with one. Pr'ythee, Molly, be wife, Left by fudden furprize V. Love should tingle in ev'ry Vein : Take a Shepherd for Life, And when once you're a Wife, You fafely may trifle again. Molly finiling reply'd, .VI. Then I'll foon be a Bride; Old Roger has Gold in his Cheft. But I thought all you Wives And trifled no more with the reft.. AN A N EPISTLE FROM THE Elector of Bavaria TO THE FRENCH KING: AFTER THE BATTEL of RAMILLIES. Trifte petis munus: quis enim fua pralia victus Commemorare velit? referam tamen ordine, nec tam Turpe fuit vinci, quam contendiffe decorum ; Magnaque dat nobis Tantus folatia VICTOR. Ovid. Metam. Lib. 9. Printed in the Year 1727. |