For Converfation well endu'd; She calls it witty to be rude; IN chufing Lace a Critick nice, If chancé a Mouse creeps in her Sight, Can finely counterfeit a Fright; So, fweetly screams if it comes near her, She ravishes all Hearts to hear her. Can dext'rously her Husband teize, By taking Fits whene'er fhe please: At proper Seafons to be fick; Thinks nothing gives one Airs so pretty; If Molly happens to be careless, And but neglects to warm her Hair Lace And vows she scarce can fetch her Breath. IN Party, furious to her Power; Will prove herself a Tory plain, From Principles the Whigs maintain; And, to defend the Whiggish Cause, O YES! If any Man can find She'll pay the Charges to a Farthing : A Printer. Take Take Notice, fhe has my Commiffion To add them in the next Edition They may out-fell a better Thing; On Stephen Duck, the Thresher, and favourite Poet, Á QUIBBLING EPIGRAM. T Written in the Year 1730. HE Thresher Duck, could o'er the Q—— prevail. The Proverb fays; No Fence against a Flayl. From threshing Corn, he turns to thresh his Brains; For which Her My allows him Grains. Though 'tis confefs't that those who ever faw His Poems, think them all not worth a Straw. Thrice happy Duck, employ'd in threshing Stubble! Thy Toil is leffen'd, and thy Profits double. The THE Hardship put upon LADIES. Written in the Year 1733. Ladies! though their Bus'nefs be to play, 'Tis hard they must be bufy Night and Day : Why should they want the Privilege of Men, And take fome fmall Diverfions now and then? Had Women been the Makers of our Laws; (And why they were not, I can fee no Cause;) The Men should slave at Cards from Morn to Night And Female Pleasures be to read and write. The Author having been told by an intimate Friend, that the Duke of Queensberry had employed Mr. Gay to infpect the Accounts and Management of bis Grace's Receivers and Stewards (which, however, proved afterwards to be a Miftake) writ to Mr. Gay the following Poem. Written in the Year 173 1. How W could you, Gay, difgrace the Mufes To ferve a taftlefs C-t twelve Years in vain? VOL. IL Ее Faint Fain would I think, our * Female Friend fincere, To lofe an Inch of Favour for a Friend? SAY, had the Court no better Place to chufe In Leading ftrings her Infant Steps to guide; BUT † princely Douglas, and his glorious Dame, For, Sons of Phabus never break their Truft. NOT Love of Beauty lefs the Heart inflames Of Guardian Eunuchs to the Sultan Dames, Their Paffions not more impotent and cold, Than thofe of Poets to the Luft of Gold. *Mrs, H-d, now Cfs of Sk The Duke of Queensberry. With |