Nay, in deatli's hand, the grape-ftone proves MARGARITA first possess'd, If I remember well, my breast, But, when a while the wanton maid Martha took the flying ball. 2. Martha foon did it refign To the beauteous Catharine. [] This agreeable Ballad has had juftice done to it. Nothing is more famous, even in our days, than Cowley's miftreffes. Beauteous Beauteous Catharine gave place 3. Elifa till this hour might reign, Had the not evil counfels ta'en: Fundamental laws fhe broke, And ftill new favorites fhe chofe, Till up in arms my paffions rofe, And caft away her yoke. 4. Mary then and gentle Anne Both to reign at once began; Alternately they sway'd: And fometimes Mary was the fair, 5. Another Mary then arose, And did rigorous laws impofe : A mighty tyrant, she! Long, alas, fhould I have been Had not Rebecca fet me free. 6. When 6. When fair Rebecca fet me free, But foon those pleasures 'fled : In her youth and beauty's pride, And Judith reigned in her ftead. 7. One month, three days, and half an hour, Judith held the fovereign power: But fo weak and fmall her wit, That the to govern was unfit, And fo Sufanna took her place. 8. But, when Ifabella came, Arm'd with a refiftless flame, Whilft she proudly march'd about She beat out Susan by the bye. 9. But in her place I then obey'd " Black-ey'd Befs, her viceroy-maid, To To whom enfu'd a vacancy. Thousand worse paffions then poffefs'd The interregnum of my breaft: ** Blefs me from fuch an anarchy! 10. Gentle Henrietta than [], And a third Mary next began; And then a pretty Thomafine, And then a long et cætera. II. But fhould I now to you relate, The ftrength and riches of their state, The powder, patches, and the pins, The ribbands, jewels, and the rings, [t]-than] So fpelt (as many other words in these poems are) for the fake of the rhyme. He had learned this art, or licence rather, from Spenfer, who practised it very frequently. But he might have learned better things from our old poet, if this early favourite of his youth had been taken for the model of his riper age. 12. If I fhould tell the politic arts 13. And all the little lime-twigs laid By Machiavel, the waiting-maid; 14. But I will briefer with them be, Since few of them were long with me. An higher and a nobler strain My prefent emperefs does claim, Heleonora, first o'th' name; Whom God grant long to reign! [u]-change of weathers] His brilliant wit, for once, is well placed. 4 XII. ODE. |