GILES AND JOAN. BY BEN JONSON. WHO fays that Giles and Joan at difcord be? But that his Joan doth too. And Giles would never No more would Joan he should. Giles rifeth early, And having got him out of doors is glad : The like is Joan. But turning home is fad : And fo is Joan. Oftimes, when Giles doth find If now, with man and wife, to will and nill A DISTICH, BY CLEIVELAND. HAD Cain been Scot, God would have chang'd his doom, Not forc'd him wander, but confin'd him home *. PROMETHEUS ILL-PAINTED. BY COWLEY. HOW wretched does Prometheus' state appear, Draw him no more, left, as he tortur'd stands, He blame great Jove's lefs than the Painter's hands. It would the Vulture's cruelty outgo, If once again his liver thus should grow. Pity him, Jove, and his bold theft allow; The flames he once ftole from thee grant him now. * Without these lines from the "Rebel Scot" of John Cleiveland a book of Epigrams would be incomplete. He that is offended at them must be irritable indeed. WRITTEN UNDER A PRINT OF MILTON, BEFORE HIS "PARADISE LOST." BY DRYDEN. THREE Poets, in three diftant ages born, EPIGRAM ON A PIGMY'S DEATH. BY BISHOP SPRAT. BESTRIDE an Ant, a Pigmy great and tall All torn; but yet with generous ardour cries, EPIGRAM, BY BISHOP ATTERBURY, WRITTEN ON A WHITE FAN BORROWED FROM MISS OSBORNE, AFTERWARDS HIS WIFE. FLAVIA the leaft and flightest toy This Fan, in meaner hands, would prove Yet the, with graceful air and mien Directs its wanton motions fo, That it wounds more than Cupid's bow; EPIGRAM, WRITTEN IN A LADY'S TABLE-BOOK. BY WALSH. WITH what ftrange raptures would my foul be bleft, As I from that all former marks efface, LYCE. BY THE SAME. "GO, (faid old Lyce) senseless lover, go, "And with foft verses court the fair: but know, "With all thy verses, thou canst get no more "Than fools, without one verfe, have had before." Enrag'd at this, upon the bawd I flew; And that which most enrag'd me was 'twas true. |