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ers in her ear pernicious lies; Tells her, while she surveys a face so fine, There's no satiety of charms divine: Hence, if her lover yawns, all chang'd appears Her temper, and she melts (sweet soul!) in tears: She, fond and young, last week, her wish enjoy'd, In soft amusement all the night employ'd; The morning came, when Strephon, waking, found (Surprising sight!) his bride in sorrow drown'd. "What miracle," says Strephon, "makes thee weep?" "Ah, barb'rous man!" she cries, "how could you----sleep?" Men love a mistress, as they love a feast; How grateful one to touch, and one to taste! Yet sure there is a certain time of day, We wish our mistress, and our meat, away: But soon the sated appetites return, Again our stomachs crave, our bosoms burn: Eternal love let man, then, never swear; Let women never triumph, nor despair; Nor praise, nor blame, too much, the warm, or chill; Hunger and love are foreign to the will. There is indeed a passion more refin'd, For those few nymphs whose charms are of the mind: But not of that unfashionable set Is Phyllis; Phyllis and her Damon met. Eternal love exactly hits her taste; Phyllis demands eternal love at least. Embracing Phyllis with soft smiling eyes, Eternal love I vow, the swain replies: But say, my all, my mistress, and my friend! What day next week th' eternity shall end? Some nymphs prefer astronomy to love: Elope from mortal man, and range above. The fair philosopher to Rowley flies, Where, in a box, the whole creation lies: She sees the planets in their turns advance, And scorns, Poitier, thy sublunary dance; Of Desagulier she bespeaks fresh air; And Whiston has engagements with the fair. What vain experiments Sophronia tries! 'Tis not in air-pumps the gay colonel dies. But though to-day this rage of science reigns, (O fickle sex!) soon end her learned pains. Lo! Pug from Jupiter her heart has got, Turns out the stars, and Newton is a sot. To----turn; she never took the height Of Saturn, yet is ever in the right. She strikes each point with native force of mind, While puzzled learning blunders far behind, Graceful to sight, and elegant to thought, The great are vanquish'd, and the wise are taught. Her breeding finish'd, and her temper sweet, When serious, easy; and when gay, discreet; In glittering scenes, o'er her own heart, sincere; In cr
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