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Yet he lives, and is ready to ravish again. Then throttle thyself with an ell of strong
tape, For thou hast not a groat to atone for a
were so willing:
and squall; He ravilh'd her fairly, and fav'd a good
shilling; But here was to pay the devil and all. His trouble and sorrows now come in a
heap, And hang’d he must be for committing a jape. .
XI. If maidens are ravilh’d, it is their own
choice: Why are they so wilful to struggle with
men! If they would but lie quiet, and ftife their
voice, No devil nor dean could ravish'em then. Nor would there be need of a strong hemp
Ty'd round the dean's neck for commiting a rape.
XII. Our church and our state dear England
maintains, For which all true protestant hearts
should be glad: She sends us our bishops 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 LADY’s Dressing-Room. *
Written in the Year 1730.
FIVE hours, (and whocan do it less in?)
By haughty Celia spent in dressing; The goddess from her chamber issues, Array'd in lace, brocades and tissues. Strephon, who found the room was void; And Betty otherwise employ’d, Stole in, and took a strict survey Of all the litter as it lay: Whereof, to make the matter clear, An inventory follows here.
And first, a dirty smock appear’d, Beneath the arm-pits well besmear'd; Strephon, the rogue, display'd it wide, And turn it round on ev'ry side:
* No charge has been more ans to cure a lethargy have frequently brought against the recourse to a blister; and dean, orindeed more generally though it may reasonably be admitted, than that of coarse supposed, that few English indelicacy, of which this po- ladies leave such a drelingem is always produced as an room as Cælia's, yet many may instance: here then it is but have given fufficient cause for justice to remark, that when- reminding them that, very ever he offends against deli- soon after defire has been cacy he teaches it; he stimu- gratified, the utmost delicacy lates the mind to sensibility, becomes neceflary to prevent to correct the faults of habi-'disgust. See a science of this cual negligence; as phyfici- poem in Vol. XII.
In such a case few words are best,
Now liften, while he next produces The various combs for various uses; Fill’d up with dirt fo closely fixt, No brulh cou'd force a way betwixt; A paste of composition rare, Sweat, dandriff, powder, lead, and hair. A forehead-cloth with oil upon't To smooth the wrinkles on her front: Here allum-flower, to stop the steams Exhal'd from sour unsav'ry streams; There night-gloves made of Tripley's hide, Bequeath'd by Tripsey when she died; With puppy water, beauty's help, Distilld from Tripley's darling whelp. Here galley-pots and vials plac’d, Some filld with washes, fome with paste; Some with pomatums, paints, and flops, And ointments good for scabby chops. Hard by a filthy bason stands, Fould with the fcowring of her hands; The bason takes whatever comes, The scrapings from her teeth and gums,
A nasty compound of all hues,
Butoh! it turn'd poor Strephon’s bowels,
The virtues we must not let país Of Celia’s magnifying glass ; When frighted Strephon cast his eye on't, It shew'd the visage of a giant: A glass that can to fight disclose The smallest worm in Cælia's nose, And faithfully direct her nail To squeeze it out from head to tail;