Deftructive pleasures too my foul entice,
Pleafures, which gentle youth can fcarce forbear.
And bid me tread the eafie paths of vice,
But ftill my vertue does fecure me there.
Yet fain I'd live, and like my felf appear,.
But fcorn to rife by flattery or deceit,
Let others to falfe cheating arts adhere,
By honesty, not fraud, I wou'd be great.
Teach me,
ah! teach me then, ye
bards! to Shun:
The dang'rous fhelves on which mistaken youth,
(For want of guides mifled) do often run,
And raise my finking state, yet still preferve my truth.
A. Since honour rules the dictates of your mind,
Averfe to vulgar and ignoble arts,

To flattery, or fordid, fervile kind,
Whilft knave and fool play their alternate parts:
Where but in camps, wou'd you expect to rife,
And give a luftre to your low'ring fate,
Unfully'd glory there will be the prize,
And there you may be innocently great?

Q. I have been a prentice now five years,
And truly I may tell it
you

in tears;

I have undergone many a cruel bang,
Infomuch that I think it is better far to hang.
I am now inclin'd to the wars,

Since a fword gives more honourable scars,
Than a tough cudgel; pray inform me how
I fhall proceed, and your praifes I will avow ?

A. What pity 'tis fuch a bud of honour
Shou'd be croft by fortune! Oh! fie upon her!!
Since you no more generous find her,
We'll to your cudgell'd carcafs be kinder,
And give our beft advice, and fhew the ways
Proper your courage to great deeds to raise."
On training days go to th' artillery ground,.
Or Tuttle-Fields, in both equally is found
Undaunted prowefs. Mark how they face:
With ftern looks, then shoot, and file off with grace;:
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Then

Then altogether (which a form you'd think )
Rattle their pikes and drum, and bound and stink.
And after mark, what far exceeds all these,
With what fury they fall on ducks and fatted geese,
What valour in their ftomach lies,

When they affault huge apple pies,

Defy red fiery tongues and potent mustard,
And scale the lofty walls of cuftard;
Yet have like generous fouls, more grace,
Than to cut and mangle human race.
Such brave exploits as thefe muft needs
Raife you to the attempt of glorious deeds,
Made tough already by found banging

And make you give o'er all thoughts of hanging.

Q. What is the meaning of those words in the second chapter of the Coloffians and the 18th verse: Let no man beguile you of your reward in a voluntary humility, and worshipping of angels, intruding into those things which be hath not feen, vainly puft up by his fleshly mind?

A. As this whole epiftle in general, fo this paffage in particular, is levell'd against thofe heretical teachers, who endeavour'd to infinuate the unwarrantable doctrine of worshipping, of adoring angels.

But we muft obferve, that what is tranflated voluntary, and is connected with humility, has a different acceptance in the Greek original, and is a nominative participle join'd in appofition to the perfon, from whofe fly infinuations the Coloffians were to beware. The original therefore may be tranflated thus: Letno man beguile you of your reward, delighting (for fuch an acceptation of the word hay is warranted by the Seventy) in humility,

c.

Here then we are forbid fo to demean, fo to debafe our felves (under the plaufible appearance of modefty and humility) fo to overlook the dignity of our nature, to forget, that we are made but a little, lower than the angels, as to be induc'd to pay our homage to thofe our fellow-creatures, our adorations to thofe our fellow-fervants.

The

The foremention'd vouchers of fo unwarrantable a doctrine, are therefore faid to intrude into thofe things which they had not feen, and to be vainly puft up in. their fleshly minds, because they made prétence to what they knew nothing of, and gave this affected but falfe plea for the worshipping of angels, becaufe (as they ignorantly, but proudly faid) God is inacceffibly glorious, and therefore not to be approach'd to, by puny mortals. But thanks be to God, that (as this apoftle elsewhere teaches us) we have thro' Chrift access unto the father.

Q. How do the parts of matter cohere?

A. As there has not hitherto been given by the most able philofophers any fatisfactory folution of fo obfcure a matter, fo that it may perhaps be doubted, whether human reafon be capable of folving it. And indeed how can the queftion be other wife than difficult, when one of the very terms of which it is compos'd, is it felf of a very puzzling nature, For as the parts of matter, concerning which the query is. propos'd, how they cohere, must be divifible into other parts, fo you may start the question afresh, how the parts into which they are divifible, do themfelves cohere. And fo you may proceed in infinitum, inasmuch as matter is divifible in infinitum.

Some attribute the cohesion of parts to the preffure of the air or fubtle matter. But here we may enquire, what it is that makes the parts of that fubtle matter to cohere. And if it be anfwer'd, the ftill more small, or fubtle matter; we may reduce them. to a confeffion of what they wou'd be loth to own; namely, that matter is not only infinitely divitible, but actually fo divided. And as they wou'd confirm their folution by the experiment of two hemifpheres, fo the very experiment they propofe returns upon them, for it plainly fhews, that if the preffure of the air or fubtle matter were the caufe of the cohesion of parts, it wou'd follow, that upon our diftraction of the parts in any other lines than right oppofites, there wou'd confequently be no cohefion.

Others

Others pretend to folve fo difficult a point by no other caufe than that of rest. But as reft is nothing but a privation only, how can we imagine, that a privative fhou'd caufe a pofitive? But as reft must give way to the smallest degree of motion, it thence. naturally follows, that we may as eafily feparate the coherent parts of a continuous body, as any two. contiguous ones. And this wou'd entirely overthrow the effential difference between continuity and contiguity.

There are not wanting those, who afcribe the phanomenon before us to the nature of the particles, of which matter is compos'd. For thofe particles (fay they are fo configurated, as to twine within one another in fo particular a manner, as to be the caufe of a cohesion. But then, as before, it may be retorted with enquiry, what makes the particles of thofe very twining particles to cohere themselves.

Q. My mistress, or spouse,
Or fhe that keeps house,
Oft by argument's dint.
(But the devil is in't).

Could never yet come to conclusion ;
Tho' often we try?

And in paffions do fly,

Till at length we are all o'er in confufion ::

The roaft fhe will rule,

And calls me a fool,

A

And to ferve her own stead
This maxim does plead,

That a vertuous woman's a crown

To the puppy her confort,

And thus we oft try for't,

Till the words of the wife knocks me down.

At last we've agreed
To find with all speed
To him, that is willing,
Without a round filling,

Such

Such advice that is wholfome to offer;.
So I beg you'll take pains.
To fettle her brains,

And filence th impertinent fcoffer.
A. We'll grant then this crown
(As a maxim fet down).
Does the monarch adorn,
By whom it is worn;

But as crowns to their kings are inferior,
So are you, tho' a fool,

Tho' infipid and dull,

To your vapouring madam fuperior.
Q. Apollo, liften, Pray lend (both) your ears,
Unto a weeping maid of thirty years.

Nine difappointments in nine years I've had ;
But oh! this last, this last does make me mad.
I've flighted goodness, wisdom, youth and wealth;
One fitted for my terrene, faving health;
And now I'm left, ✪ madness! O bewitch'd !
Would I had dy'd, or been at tyburn twitch'd,
When I thofe proud, thofe fcornful words let fly,
Be gone, be gone, no more to me com nigh
Dear Phoebus aid me at this fullen hour,
I know you can, if you'll exert your power.
A becatomb I'll to your altar bring,
And thankful fongs perpetually will fing.

Stark ftaring Margery. 4. A weeping maid you fay of thirty years, By this fure all your moisture's run in tears; Yet ftill you are alive, rejoice in that, Nine deaths, You know enough to kill a cat. Nine of penance for your fault enjoyn, years And after that, add but the other nine; And then with this comfort we'll abfolve at last, To chew the cud of all the courtships paft: To tell the world, how many in your May, You fcorn'd, whilft nane believe a word you say. Q From about Ormond-street, Old Apollo I greet,