TH HOUGH Artemifia talks, by fits, Haughty and huge as High-Dutch bride; On her large fquab you find her spread, That lies and ftinks in ftate. She wears no colours (fign of grace) And masculine her ftride. So have I feen, in black and white, A ftately, worthless animal, That plies the tongue, and wags the tail, All flutter, pride, and talk. * PHRYNE. PHRY HRYNE had talents for mankind; Her learning and good breeding fuch, Obfcure by birth, renown'd by crimes, In di'monds, pearls, and rich brocades, So have I known those infects fair, Still gain new titles with new forms; ON OR, THE Receipt to form a BEAUTY. HEN Cupid did his grandfire Jove WHE intreat To form some beauty by a new receipt, Jove fent, and found far in a country scene Truth, innocence, good-nature, look fe rene : From which ingredients first the dex'trous boy Pick'd the demure, the aukward, and the coy. The Graces from the court did next provide Breeding, and wit, and air, and decent pride: Thefe Venus cleans'd from ev'ry fpurious grain Of nice, coquet, affected, pert, and vain. Jove mix'd up all, and his best clay employ'd; Then call'd the happy compofition Lloyd. To the Honourable Mrs. FINCH, PHO Afterwards countess of Winchelsea, Under her name of Ardelia. HOEBUS, now fhort'ning ev'ry fhade, And thence beheld a lovely maid, The God laid down his feeble rays, Under those facred leaves, fecure The nymph, who oft had read in books And guefs'd his bus'nefs a're he spoke. He in the old celeftial cant Confefs'd his flame, and fwore by Styx Whate'er fhe would defire to grant---But wife Ardelia knew his tricks. Ovid had warn'd her to beware Of ftroling Gods, whofe ufual trade is, Under pretence of taking air, To pick up fublunary ladies. Howe'er, fhe gave no flat denial, As having malice in her heart; And was refolv'd upon a trial To cheat the God in his own art. Hear my request, the virgin faid; By vow oblig'd, by paffion led, The God could not refufe her pray'r: He wav'd his wreath thrice o'er her head, Thrice mutter'd fomething to the air. And now he thought to feize his due: On fight of this celeftial prude, |