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Here Fannia, leering on her own good man,
And there, a naked Leda with a Swan. 10
Let then the Fair one beautifully cry,
In Magdalen’s loose hair and lifted eye,
Or drest in smiles of sweet Cecilia shine,
With simp’ring Angels, Palms, and Harps divine;
Whether the Charmer finner it, or faint it, 15
If Folly grow romantic, I must paint it.

Come then, thecolours and the ground prepare!
Dip in the Rainbow, trick her off in Air ;
Chuse a firm Cloud, before it fall, and in it 19
Catch, ere she change, the Cynthia of this minute.
Rufa, whose

eye quick-glancing o'er the Park, Attracts each light gay meteor of a Spark,

NO TE S. But notwithstanding all the Poet's caution and complaisance, this general satire, or rather, moral analysis of human nature, as it appears in the two sexes, will be always received very differently by them. The Men bear a general satire most heroically; the women with the utmost impatience. This is not from any stronger consciousness of guilt, for I believe the sum of Virtue in the female world does (from many accidental causes) far exceed the sum of Virtue in the male ; but from the fear that such representations may hurt the sex in the opinion of the men : whereas the men are not at all apprehensive that their follies or vices would prejudice them in the opinion of the women.

VER. 20. Catuh, ere she change, the Cynthia of this Minute.] Alluding in the expression to the precept of Fresnoy,

“ formæ veneres captando fugaces. VER. 21. Instances of contrarieties, given even from such characters as are most strongly marked, and seemingly therefore most consistent : As, 1. In the Affected, Ver. 21, &c. P.

Agrees as ill with Rufa studying Locke,
As Sappho’s di'monds with her dirty smock;
Or Sappho at her toilet's greasy task, 25
With Sappho fragrant at an ev'ning Mask:
So morning Insects that in muck begun,
Shine, buzz, and fly-blow in the setting sun.

How soft is Silia! fearful to offend;
The frail one's advocate, the weak one's friend, 30
To her, Calista prov'd her conduct nice;
And good Simplicius alks of her advice.
Sudden, she storms! The raves! You tip the wink,
But spare your censure; Silia does not drink.
All eyes may see from what the change arose, 35
All eyes may see---a Pimple on her nose.

Papillia, wedded to her am'rous spark,
Sighs for the shades !--“How charming is a Park!
A Park is purchas'd, but the Fair he sees
All bath'd in tears---" Oh odious, odious Trees!''

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NOT E s.
VER. 23. Agrees as ill with Rufa pudying Locke,] This
thought is expressed with great humour in the following
Itanza :

« Tho' Artemisia talks, by fits,
« Of councils, claslics, fathers, wits;

“ Reads Malbranche, Boyle, and Locke:
« Yet in some things, methinks, fhe fails,
" "Twere well, if she would pare her pails,

And wear a cleaner smock."
VER. 29 and 37. II. Contrarieties in the Soft-natured. P.

Ladies, like variegated Tulips, show; 41 'Tis to their Changes half their charms we owe; Fine by defect, and delicately weak, Their happy Spots the nice admirer take. 'Twas thus Calypso once each heart alarm’d, 45 Aw'd without Virtue, without beauty charm'd; Her Tongue bewitch'd as odly as her Eyes ; Less Wit than Mimic, more a Wit than wise. Strange graces still, and stranger flights The had, Was just not ugly, and was just not mad; 50 Yet ne'er so sure our passion to create, As when the touch'd the brink of all we hate.

Narciffa's nature, tolerably mild, To make a wash, would hardly stew a child; Has ev'n been prov'd to grant a Lover's pray'r, 55 And paid a Tradesman once to make him stare; Gave alms at Easter, in a Christian trim, And made a Widow happy, for a whim.

NOT E s. Ver.45: III. Contrarieties in the Cunning and Artful. P.

VER. 52. As when she touch'd the brink of all we hate.] Her charms consisted in the fingular turn of her vivacity ; consequently, the stronger she exerted this vivacity, the more forcible was her attraction. But when her vivacity rose to that height in which it was most attractive, it was upon the brink of Excess; the point where the delicacy of fensuality disappears, and all the coarseness of it stands exposed.

Ver. 53. IV. In the Whimsical. P.

VER.57.-in aCbriftian trim.] This is finely expressed; implying that her very charity was as much an exterior of Reli

Why then declare Good-nature is her scorn,
When 'tis by that alone she can be born? 60
Why pique all mortals, yet affect a name?
A fool to Pleasure, yet a Nave to Fame:
Now deep in Taylor and the Book of Martyrs,
Now drinking Citron with

his Grace and Chartres:
Now.Conscience chillsher,and now Paffionburns:
And Atheism and Religion take their turns; 66
A very

Heathen in the carnal part,
Yet till a sad, good Christian at her heart.

See Sin in State, majestically drunk;
Proud as a Peeress, prouder as a Punk; 70
Chafte to her Husband, frank to all befide,
A teeming Mistress, but a barren Bride.
What then? let Blood and Body bear the fault,
Her Head'suntouch’d, that noble featof Thought:
Such this day's doctrine---in another fit

75 She fins with Poets thro'

pure

Love of Wit, What has not fir'd her bosom or her brain ? Cæfar and Tall-boy, Charles and Charlema’ne.

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VARIATION S.
VAR. 77. What has not fir'd, &c.] In the MS.

In whose mad brain the mixt ideas roll
Of Tall-boy's breeches, and of Cæsar's soul.

NOT E. S.
gion, as the ceremonies of the seafon. It was not even in a
Cbriftian humour, it was only in a Chridian trim: not so much
as habit, only fashion.

VER, 69, V. In the Lewd and Vicious.' P.

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As Helluo, late Dictator of the Feast,
The Nose of Hautgout and the Tip of Taste, 80
Critiqu’d your wine, and analyz'd your meat,
Yet on plain Pudding deign'd at Home to eat :
So Philomedé, lect'ring all mankind,
On the soft Passion, and the Taste refin'd,
Th’Address, the Delicacy---stoops at once, 85
And makes her hearty meal upon a Dunce.

Flavia's a Wit, has too much sense to pray;
To toast our wants and wishes, is her way;
Nor alks of God, but of her Stars, to give
The mighty blessing, “ While we live, to live." 90
Then all for Death, that Opiate of the soul!
Lucretia's dagger, Rosamonda's bowl.
Say, what can cause such impotence of mind?
A Spark too fickle, or a Spouse too kind.
Wise Wretch! with pleasures too refin'd to please;
With too much Spirit to be e'er at ease : 96
With too much Quickness ever to be taught;
With too much Thinking to have common

Thought:
You purchase Pain with all that Joy can give,
And die of nothing but a Rage to live.

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NOTE s.
Ver. 87. VI. Contrarieties in the IVitty and Refined. P.

VER.89. Nor asks of God, but of her Stars, Death, that Opi.
ate of the soul!] See Note on Ver. 90. of Ep. to Lord Cobbanh

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