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CAR DE LI A.
HE Baffet-Tab'e spread, the Tallier come;

Why stays SMIL NDA in the Dressing-Room?
Rise, pensive Nymph, the Ta'lier waits for you:

SMILINDA.
Ah, Madam, since my SHARPER is untrue
I joyless make my once ador'd Alpeu.
I saw him stand behind UMBRELIA's Chair,
And whisper with that soft deluding air,
And those feign’d sighs which cheat the liftning

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CARDELIA.
Is this the cause of your Romantick strains ?
A mightier grief my heavy heart sustains.

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NOTES.

The Balet-Table.] Only this of all the Town Eclogues was Mr. Pope's ; and is here printed from a copy corrected by his own hand. The humour of it confits in this, that the one is in love with the Game, and the other with the Sharper.

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As You by Love, so I by Fortune cross't;
One, one bad Deal, Three Septleva's have lost.

SMILIND A.
Is that the grief, which you compare with mine?
With ease, the smiles of Fortune I resign:
Would all my gold in one bad Deal were gone; IS
Were lovely SHARPER mine, and mine alone.

CARDELIA. A Lover loft, is but a common care ; And prudent Nymphs against that change prepare : The KNAVE OF CLUBS thrice loit: Oh! who could

guess This fatal stroke, this unforeseen Distress? 20

SMILIND A.
See Betty Lovet! very à propos,
She all the cares of Love and Play does'know:
Dear Betty shall th' important point decide;
Betty, who oft the pain of each has try'd;
Impartial, the shall say who suffers most,
By Cards' III Ufage, or by Lovers loft.

LO V E T.
Tell, tell your griefs ; attentive will I stay,
Tho' time is precious, and I want some Tea.

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CARDELIA. Behold this Equipage, by Mathers wrought, With Fifty Guineas (a great Pen'worth) bought. 30 See on the Tooth-pick, Mars and Cupid strive; And both the struggling figures feem alive.

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Upon the bottom shines the Queen's briglit Face;
A Myrtle Foliage round the Thimble-Case.
Jove, Jove himself, does on the Scizars shine; 35
The Metal, and the Workmanship, divine !

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SMILIND A.
This Snuff-Boxy-once the pledge of SHARPI: R’s

love,
When rival beauties for the Present ftrove;
At Corticelli's he the Raffle won;
Then first his Passion was in public shown:

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HAZARDIA blush’d, and turn'd her Head aside,
A Rival's envý (all in vain) to hide.
This Snuff-Box, on the Hinge see Brilliants shine:
This Snuff-Box will I ftake; the Prize is mine.

CARDELIA.
Alas! far lesser losses than I bear,

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Have made a Soldier sigh, a Lover swear.
And Oh! what makes the disappointment hard,
'Twas my own Lord that drew the fatal Card.
In complaisance, I took the Queen he gave;
Tho'my own secret wish was for the Knave. 50
The Knave won Sonica, which I had chose;
And the next Pull, my Septleva I lose.

SMILIND A.
But ah! what aggravates the killing smart,
The cruel thought, that stabs ine to the heart ;
This curs’d OMBRELIA, this undoing Fair,
By whose vile arts this heavy grief I bear;
Shc, at whose naine I shed these fpiteful tears,
She owes to me the very charms she wears.

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An aukward Thing, when first she came to Town;
Her Shape unfashion'd, and her Face unknown : 60
She was my friend; I taught her first to spread
Upon her fallow cheeks enliv'ning red:
I introduc'd her to the Park and Plays;
And by my int’rest, Cozens made her Stays.
Ungrateful wretch, with mimick airs grown pert,
She dares to steal my Fav'rite Lover's heart. 66

CARD ELI A. Wretch that I was, how often have I swore, When WINNALL tally'd, I would punt no more? I know the Bite, yet to my Ruin run; And see the Folly, which I cannot shun. 70

SMILIND A. How many Maids have SHARPER's vows de

ceiv'd ? How many curs’d the moment they believ'd ? Yet his known Fallhoods could no Warning prove: Ah! what is warning to a Maid in Love?

CARD ELI A. But of what marble must that breast be form’d, 75 To gaze on Bajet, and remain unwarmd ? When Kings, Queens, Knaves, are set in decent

rank; Expos’d in glorious heaps the tempting Bank, Guineas, Half-Guineas, all the shining train; The Winner's pleasure, and the Loser's pain: 80 In bright confufion open Rouleaus lye, They strike the Soul, and glitter in the Eye. I E

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Fir’d by the fight, all Reason I disdain ;
My Passions rise, and will not bear the rein,
Look upon Basset, you who Reason boast;
And see if Reason must not there be lost.
SMILIND A.

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What more than marble must that heart com-

pore,
Can hearken coldly to my SHARPER'S Vows ?
Then, when he trembles! when his Blushes rise !
When awful Love seems melting in his Eyes 99
With eager beats his Mechlin Cravat moves :
He Loves, -I whisper to myself, He Loves!
Such unfeign'd Passion in his Looks appears,
I lose all Mem'ry of my former Fears;
My panting heart confeffes all his charms,

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I yield at once, and sink into his arms :
Think of that moment, you who Prudence boast;
For such a moment, Prudence well were lost.

CARDELÍA.
At the Groom-Porter's, batter'd Bullies play,
Some DUKEs at Mary-Bone bowl Time away. 100
But who the Bowl, or rattl'ing Dice compares
To Basset's heav'nly Joys, and pleasing Cares?

SMILIND A.
Soft SIMPLICETTA doats upon a Beau;
PRUDINA likes a Man, and laughs at Show.
Their several graces in my SHARPER meet; 105
Strong as the Footman, as the Master sweet.

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