up: "Go run, and light the ladies The table, cards, and counters fet, How can the mufe her aid impart, In vain, alas! her hope is fed; ; But pawns her fnuff-box, rings, and keys; Ever with fome new fancy ftruck, Tries twenty charms to mend her luck. "This morning, when the parfon came, "I faid I fhould not win a game. "This odious chair, how came Iftuck in't? "I think I never had good luck in't. "I'm fo uneafy in my stays; "Your fan a moment, if you please. "Stand further, girl, or get you gone; "I always lofe, when you look on." Lord! madam, you have loft codill : I never faw you play fo ill. Nay, madam, give me leave to fay ""Twas you that threw the game away; "When lady Trickfey play'd a four, "You took it with a mattadore; "I faw you touch your wedding-ring "Before my lady call'd a king; "You spoke a word began with H, "And I know whom you meant to teach, "Because you held the king of hearts; "Fie, madam, leave thefe little arts.' That's not fo bad as one that rubs Her chair to call the king of clubs, And makes her partner understand A mattadore is in her hand. Madam, you have no cause to flounce, "I fwear I faw you thrice renounce. And truly, madam, I know when Instead of five you fcor'd me ten. Spadillo Spadillo here has got a mark; While thus they rail and fcold and storm, It paffes but for common form; And confcious that they all speak true, And give each other but their due, It never interrupts the game, Or makes 'em fenfible of fhame. The time too precious now to wafte, How oft they fquabble, fnarl, and cheat. The chairmen are not to be found, "Come, let us play the t'other round." Now, all in hafte they huddle on Their hoods and cloaks, and get them gone; But firft the winner must invite The company to-morrow night. Unlucky Unlucky madam left in tears, THE COUNTRY LIFE. Part of a fummer spent at the house of George Rochfort, efq;. TH HALIA, tell in fober lays Begin, my mufe: firft from our bow'rs |