Comets equally excite the admiration of the philosopher and the clod of the valley :-so do women. Comets and women, therefore, are closely analogous; but the nature of each being inscrutable, all that remains for us to do is, to view, with admiration, the one, and, almost to adoration, love the other. ON A LADY Half masking herself when she smiled. So, when the sun, with his meridian light, ROSALINDA. To Rosalinda's eyes who don't submit, TO A LADY, With a present of a pair of Drinking-Glasses. BY ROBERT BURNS. Fair Empress of the Poet's soul, And Queen of Poetesses; G Clarinda, take this little boon, And fill them high with generous juice, And pledge me in the generous toast— "To those who love us!"-second fill; FANNY. The bright bewitching Fanny's eyes, Ah! what a dreadful girl are you, To make one happy, must undo ON SEEING THE DUCHESS OF DEVONSHIRE, Half masked, at the Opera House Gala, June, 1786. O quite reveal that heavenly face, Where Love and all his cherubs play : ON A DRINKING GLASS. The God of Wine grows jealous of his art; LORD LITTLETON TO LADY BROWN. When I was young and debonnair, The fairest nymph to me is Brown. TO THE DUCHESS OF BEAUFORT. Offspring of a gifted sire, Blest with more than mortal fire; Blest with more than mortal grace; LOVE PRESENTS. By the civil law, says Monmouth, whatsoever is given ex sponsalitiæ largitate betwixt them that are promised, has a condition (for the most part silent) that it may be had again, if marriage ensue not,— si sponsus dederit aliquid et aliquo casu impediantur nisi osculum intervenerit; but if he had a kiss for his money, he loseth one half of that which he gave. But, with the woman it is otherwise; for kissing, or not kissing, whatsoever she gave, she may ask and have again. This is but for gloves, rings, bracelets, and other small wares. And in returning, a woman hath greater favour, in greater gifts, than a man hath. The following paragraph, from a magazine for 1766, will show, that still greater favour was shewn to the lady. Thursday.-A young woman, about twenty years of age, was summoned before the Court of Conscience, by an elderly gentleman, for a debt of 10s. 3d. being the value of a ring he presented her with, in order to be married; which was given in favour of the young woman." TO HIS WELL-TIMBERED MISTRESS. BY T. RANDOLPH. Sweet, heard you not Fame's latest breath rehearse Another story make from waste to chin, With breasts, like pots, to nurse young sparrows in ; Thatch'd with a yellow hair to keep in Love. ON A LADY, Who lamented that she could not sing. BY JERNINGHAM. "Oh! give to Lydia, ye blest pow'rs," I cried, "A voice! the only gift ye have denied." "A voice!" says Venus, with a laughing air, "A voice! strange object of a lover's prayer! Say, shall your chosen fair resemble most Yon Philomel, whose voice is all her boast ? Or curtain'd round with leaves, yon mournful dove, That hoarsely murmurs to the conscious grove?" "Still more unlike," I said; "be Lydia's note The pleasing tone of Philomela's throat, So to the hoarseness of the murm'ring dove She joins ('tis all I ask) the turtle's love." |