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O teach me, dear, new words to speak my flame!

Teach me to woo thee by thy best-lov'd name!

Whether the style of Grildrig please thee

moft,

So call'd on Brobdingnag's ftupendous coaft,
When on the monarch's ample hand you fate,
And hollow'd in his ear intrigues of state;
Or Quinbus Fleftrin more endearment brings,
When like a mountain you look'd down
on kings:

If ducal Nardac, Lilliputian peer,
Or Glumglum's humbler title footh thine ear:
Nay, wou'd kind Jove my organs fo difpofe,
To hymn harmonious Houyhnhnm through
the nose,

I'd call thee Houyhnhnm, that high sounding name;

Thy children's nofes all fhould twang the fame.

So might I find my loving spouse of course Endu'd with all the virtues of a borse.

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QUINBUS FLESTRIN,

THE

MAN-MOUNTAIN.

A LILLIPUTIAN ODE.

IN amaze

Loft, I gaze:

Can our eyes
Reach thy fize?
May my lays
Swell with praise,
Worthy thee!
Worthy me!
Muse, inspire
All thy fire!
Bards of old

Of him told,

When they faid,
Atlas' head

Propt the skies:

See! and believe your eyes!
See him ftride

Vallies wide,

Over woods,

Over floods!

When he treads,

Mountains heads

Groan

Groan and shake:
Armies quake:
Let his fpurn
Overturn

Man and fteed:
Troops take heed!
Left and right,
Speed your flight!
Left an hoft

Beneath his foot be loft.

Turn'd afide

From his hide
Safe from wound,
Darts rebound.

From his nofe

Clouds he blows:

When he speaks,
Thunder breaks!

When he eats,
Famine threats!

When he drinks,
Neptune fhrinks!
Nigh thy ear,
In mid air,

On thy hand

Let me ftand;

So fhall I,

Lofty poet! touch the sky.

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Gentle ECHO on WOMAN.

In the Dorick Manner.

Shepherd,

ECHO, I ween, will in the woods reply,

And quaintly answer questions: shall

I try?

Shepherd,

Echo, Try.

What must we do our paffion to express?

Shepherd,

Echo, Prefs.

How fhall I please her who ne'er lov'd before?

Shepherd,

Echo, Before.

What most moves women, when we them

addrefs?

Shepherd,

Echo, A dress.

Say, what can keep her chafte, whom I adore?

Shepherd,

Echo, A door.

If mufick foftens rocks, love tunes my lyre,

Shepherd,

Echo, Lyar.

Then teach me, echo, how fhall I come by

her?

Echo, Buy her.

Shepherd,

Shepherd,

When bought, no queftion, I fhall be her

dear?

Shepherd,

Echo, Her deer.

But deer have horns; how muft I keep her

under?

Shepherd,

Echo, Keep her under.

How fhall I hold her ne'er to part asunder?

Shepherd,

Echo, A--fe under.

But what can glad me, when fhe's laid on bier?

Shepherd,

Echo, Beer.

What must I do, when woman will be kind?

Shepherd,

Echo, Be kind.

What muft I do, when woman will be cross?

Shepherd,

Echo, Be cross.

Lord! what is fhe that can fo turn and wind?

Shepherd,

Echo, Wind.

Iffhe be wind, what ftills her when she blows?

Shepherd,

Echo, Blows.

But, if the bang again, ftill fhou'd I bang her?

Echo, Bang her.

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