In painted plumes superbly dress'd, Poll gains at length the British shore, II. Belinda's maids are soon preferr'd, But 'tis her own important charge, To qualify him more at large, And make him quite a wit. Sweet Poll! his doating mistress cries,A Sweet Poll the mimie bird replies; And calls aloud for sack. She next instruets him in the kiss "Tis now a little one, like Miss, And now a hearty smack. IV. At first he aims at what he hears; And, list'ning close with both his ears, Just catches at the sound; But soon articulates aloud, Much to th' amusement of the crowd, And stuns the neighbours round. V. A querulous old woman's voice His bum'rous talent next employs, VI. Belinda and her bird! 'tis rare, To meet with such a well-match'd pair, The language and the tone, Each character in ev'ry part Sustain'd with so much grace and art, And both in unison. .. VII. When children first begin to spell, And stammer out a syllable, We think them tedious creatures; But difficulties soon abate, When birds are to be taught to prate, And women are the teachers. &E TRANSLATION OF PRIOR'S CHLOE AND EUPHELIA. 1. 8 cmi greitonê MERCATOR, vigiles oculos ut fallere possit, Nomine sub ficto trans mare mittit opes; Lené sonat liquidumque meis Euphelia chordis, Sed solam exoptant te, mea vota, Chlöe. II. Ad speculum ornabat nitidos Euphelia crines, Cum dixit mea lux, heus, cane, sume lyram. Namque lyram juxtà positam cum carmine vidit, Suave quidem carmen dulcisonamque lyram. III. Fila lyræ vocemque paro, suspiria surgunt, n IV. Subrubet illa pudore, et contrahit altera frontem, Me torquet mea mens conscia, psallo, tremo; Atque Cupidineâ dixit Dea cincta corona, T Heu! fallendi artem quam didicere param. Showing how he went farther than he intende 1, and came safe home again. JOHN GILPIN was a citizen Of credit and renown, John Gilpin's spouse said to her dear, To morrow is our wedding day, And we will then repair 192. Unto the Bell at Edmonton Will fill the chaise; so you must ride" On horseback after we. He soon replied, I do admire and Of womankind but one, And you are she, my dearest dear,” “{T As all the world doth know, And my good friend the calender A Will lend his horse to go. Quoth Mrs. Gilpin, That's well said ;~ We will be furnish'd with our own, Which is both bright and clear. John Gilpin kiss'd his loving wife;" O'erjoy'd was he to find, That, though on pleasure she was bent, She had a frugal mind. *** The morning came, the chaise was brought, But yet was not allow'd, To drive up to the door, lest all Should say that she was proud. |