And, on the conquer'd Height, with Glory crown'd, } SONG CZOR LORINDA's an exquifite Creature, The Beautiful Darling of Nature, The Amorous Thoughts of her Heart, II. Her Tongue is fo charmingly moving, Were I the World's great Emperor, And had the Globe in my fway, For my CLORINDA I'd throw F 2 Mr. P---------e's ANS WER TO Mrs. Lepel and Mrs. How, On their asking him, What is Prudery? W HAT is Prudery? 'Tis a Beldam, Seen with Wit and Beauty seldom, 'Tis a Fear that starts at Shadows; 'Tisno, 'tis n't like Mifs Meadows. 'Tis a Virgin hard of Feature, Old and void of all good Nature, Lean and fretful, would seem wise, Yet plays the Fool before fhe dies; 'Tis an ugly envious Shrew " That rails at dear Lepel and How. ON ON THE LADIES Hoops and Hats. AN EPIGRAM. UR Grannums of Old were fo piously Nice, That to fhew us their Shooe-tye was rekon'd a Vice: But, Lord! could they now but peep out of the Ground, And see the fine Fashions their Daughters have found; Whilft the Modern Free Hops, fo ample and wide, How the Hats fuit the Hoops! juft like Water and Flames. For when confcious their nethermoft Charms treat our Eyes, Perhaps they may blush; and 'tis a Sign of fome Grace, When the Br--cb is expos'd, to cover the Face. A |