IX. Ah! dost thou not envy the brave col'nel Chartres, Condemn'd for thy crime at threescore and ten? To hang him all England would lend hm their garters; Yet he lives, and is ready to ravish again. Then throttle thyself with an ell of ftrong tape, For thou haft not a groat to atone for a rape. X. The dean he was vex'd that his whores were fo willing: He long'd for a girl that would struggle and fquall; He ravish'd her fairly, and fav'd a good fhilling; But here was to pay the devil and all. His trouble and forrows now come in a heap, And hang'd he must be for committing a ларе. XI. If maidens are ravish'd, it is their own choice: Why are they fo wilful to struggle with men! If they would but lie quiet, and stifle their voice, No devil nor dean could ravish'em then. Nor would there be need of a strong hemp en cape Ty'd round the dean's neck for commiting a rape. XII. Our church and our ftate dear England maintains, For which all true proteftant hearts fhould be glad: She fends us our bifhops and judges and deans; And better would give us, if better she had. But, lord, how the rabble will stare and will gape, When the good English dean is hang'd up for a rape! The The LADY's Dreffing-Room. Written in the Year 1730. FIVE hours, (and who can do it less in?) By haughty Celia spent in dreffing; Whereof, to make the matter clear, And first, a dirty fmock appear'd, *No charge has been more frequently brought against the dean, or indeed more generally admitted, than that of coarfe indelicacy, of which this poem is always produced as an inftance: here then it is but justice to remark, that when ever he offends against delicacy he teaches it; he ftimulates the mind to fenfibility, to correct the faults of habitual negligence; as phyficiVOL. VII. ans to cure a lethargy have recourfe to a blifter; and though it may reasonably be fuppofed, that few English ladies leave fuch a dreffingroom as Calia's, yet many may have given fufficient caufe for reminding them that, very foon after defire has been gratified, the utmost delicacy becomes neceflary to prevent difguft. See a defence of this poem in Vol. XII. M In In fuch a cafe few words are beft, Now liften, while he next produces The various combs for various ufes; with dirt fo closely fixt, Fill'd up No brush cou'd force a way betwixt; Sweat, dandriff, powder, lead, and hair. To smooth the wrinkles on her front: Foul'd with the fcowring of her hands; A nafty A nafty compound of all hues, But oh! it turn'd poor Strephon's bowels, The virtues we must not let país A glass that can to fight disclose M. 2 For, |