A RIDDLE.

UPON a bed of humble clay,

In all her garments loose,

A proftitute my mother lay,
To every comer's ufe.

Till one gallant, in heat of love,
His own peculiar made her;

And to a region far above,

And fofter beds, convey'd her.

But, in his abfence, to his place
His rougher rival came;
And, with a cold conftrain'd embrace,
Begat me on the dame.

I then appear'd to public view
A creature wondrous bright;

But fhortly perishable too,

Inconftant, nice, and light.

On feathers not together fast
I wildly flew about,

And from my father's country pass'd
To find my mother out.

Where her gallant, of her beguil'd,
With me enamour'd grew,

And I, that was my mother's child,
Brought forth

my mother too.

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PARNELL'S POEM S

HESIOD, or the Rife of Woman, Page 5

Song,

Anacreontic,

A Fairy Tale, in the ancient English Style,.

The Vigil of Venus,

Battle of the Frogs and Mice,

To Mr. Pope,

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Part of the first Canto of the Rape of the Lock

tranflated,

Health, an Eclogue,

The Flies, an Eclogue,

An Elegy to an old Beauty,

The Book-worm,

An Allegory on Man,

An Imitation of French Verses,

A Night-piece on Death,

Hymn to Contentment,

The Hermit,

Piety, or the Vision,

Bacchus,

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Mofes,

A Riddle,

On Divine Love, by meditating on the Wounds

On Queen Anne's Peace, Anno 1712,

To Dr. Swift, on his Birth-day,

On Bishop Burnet's being fet on Fire in his Clofet, 278

Elysium,

The Judgment of Paris,

On Mrs. Arabella Fermor leaving London,

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