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Up to her godly garret after fev’n,
There ftarve and pray, for that's the way to heav'n.

Some Squire, perhaps, you take delight to rack ;
Whose game is Whisk, whose treat a toast in fack;
Who visits with a Gun, prefents you birds, 23
Then gives a smacking buss, and cries,-No words !
Or with his hound comes hallowing from the stable,
Makes love with nods, and knees beneath a table;
Whose laughs are hearty, tho' his jests are coarse,
And loves you best of all things—but his horse. 30
In some fair ev’ning, on your clbow laid, " )
You dream of Triumphs in the rural shade;
In pensive thought recall the fancy'& scene,
See Coronations rise on ev'ry green;
Before you pass th imaginary fights

35 Of Lords; and Earls, and Dukės, and garter'd

Knights,
While the spread fan o’erfhades your closing eyes ;

Then give one flirt and all the vision flics. rits]
Thus vanish sceptres, coronets, and balls,
And leave you in lone woods, or empty walls !

So when your Slave, at føme dear idle time,
(Not plagu'd with head-achs, or the want of rhyme)
Stands in the streets, abstracted from the crew,
And while he seems to study, thinks of you ;
Just when his fancy points your sprightly eyes," 45
Or fees the blush of foft Parthenia rise,
Gay pats my shoulder, and you vanish quite,
Streets, Chairs, and Coxcombs rush upon my fight;
Vex'd to be still in town, I knit my brow,
Look four, and hum a Fune, as you may now..50 -

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CAR DE LÍA. SMILINDA.

CARDELIA.
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THE Basset-Table spread, the Tallier come;

Why stays SMIL NDA in the Dressing-Room? Rife, pensive Nymph, the Tallier waits for you:

SMILINDA.
Ah, Madam, fince my SHARPER is untrue,
I joyless make my once ador'd Alpeu.
I saw him ftand behind UMBRELTA's Chair,
And whisper with that soft deluding air,
And those feign'd fighs which cheat the liftning

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CARDELIA. ::
Is this the cause of your Romantick strains ?
A mightier grief my heavy heart sustains.

NOTES. The Ballet Table.). Only this of all the Town Eclogues was Mr. Pope's; and is here printed from a copy corrected by his own hand. The humour of it confifts in this, that the one is in love with the Game, and the other with the Sharper.

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As You by Love, fo I by Fortune crofs't;
One, one bad Deal, Three Septleva's have lost.

SMILINDA.
Is that the grief, which you compare with mine?
With ease, the smiles of Fortune I resign:
Would all my gold in one bad Deal were gone; 15
Were lovely SHARPER mine, and mine alone.

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CARDELIA.
A Lover lost, is but a common care;
And prudent Nymphs against that change prepare :
The KNAVE OF CLUBS thrice lodt: Oh! who could

guess
This fatal stroke, this unforeseen Distrefs? 20

SMILINDA.,
See Betty Lovet! very à propos,
She all the cares of Love and Play does know:
Dear Betty shall th' important point decide;
BETTY, who oft the pain of each has try’d;
Impartial, the shall say who fuffers most, 25
By Cards' Ill Usage, or by Lovers loft.

LO V E T.
Tell, tell your griefs ; attentive will I stay,
Tho'time is precious, and I want fome Tea.

CARDELIA.
Behold this Equipage, by Mathers wrought,
With Fifty Guineas (a great Pen'worth) bought. 39
See on the Tooth-pick, Mars and Cupid strive;
And both the struggling figures seem alive.

Upon

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Upon the bottom shines the Queen's bright Pace;
A Myrtle Foliage round the Thimble-Cafe.
Jove, Jove himself, does on the Scizars shine; 35
The Metal, and the Workmanship, divine !

SMILINDA.
This Snuff-Box; -- once the pledge of SHARPER'S

love, When rival beauties for the Present strove; At Corticelli's he the Raffle won; Then first his Passion was in public shown: HAZARDIA blush'd, and turn'd her Head aside, A Rivals envy' (all in vain) to hide: This Snuff-Box, — on the Hinge fee Brilliants shine: This Snuff-Box will I ftake ; the Prize is mine.

CARDELIA. Alas ! far lesser losses than I bear,

45 Have made a Soldier figh, a Lover swear. And Oh! what makes the disappointment hard, 'Twas my own Lord that drew the fatal Card. In complaisance, I took the Queen he gave ; Tho'my own fecret wish was for the Knave.

50 The Knave won Sonica, which I had chose; And the next Pyll, my Septleva I lose.

SMILINDA.But ah! what aggravates the killing smart, The cruel thought, that stabs me to the heart; This curs d OMBRELIA, this undoing Fair, 55 By whose yile arts, this heavy grief I bear; She, at whose name I shed these spiteful tears, She owes to me the very charms she wears.

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An aukward Thing, when firft she came to Town;
Her Shape unfashion'd, and her Face unknown : 60
She was my friend ; I taught her first to spread
Upon her sallow cheeks enliv'ning red :
I introduc'd her to the Park and Plays;
And by my int'rest, Cozens made her Stays.
Ungrateful wretch, with mimick airs grown pert,
She dares to steal my Fav’rite Lover's heart. 66

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CAR DEL I A.
Wretch that I was, how often have I swore,
When WINNALL tallyd, I would punt no more?
I know the Bite, yet

Ruin run ;
And see the Folly, which I cannot fhun. 70

SMILIND A.
How
many

Maids have SHARPER's vows de.
ceiv'd?
How

many curs’d the moment they believ'd ?
Yet his known Falfhoods could no Warning prove:
Ah! what is warning to a Maid in Love ?

CARDELI A.
But of what marble must that breast be form’d, 75
To

gaze on Basset, and remain unwarm’d ?
When Kings, Queens, Knaves, are set in decent

rank;
Expos'd in glorious heaps the tempting Bank,
Guineas, Half-Guineas, all the shining train;
The Winner's pleasure, and the Loser's pain: 80
In bright confusion open Rouleaus lye,
They strike the Soul, and glitter in the Eye.
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