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The doctor us’d his oily art
Of strong emetic kind,
And engineer'd behind.
When physic ceas'd to spend its store;
To bring away the stone, Dicky, like people given o'er,
Picks up when let alone.
eyes dispellid their sickly dews, lle peck'd behind his wings; Licia recovering at the news,
Relapses for the ring.
Meanwhile within her beauteous breast
Two different passions strove ; When av'rice ended the contest,
And triumph'd over love.
Poor little, pretty, fluttering thing,
Thy pains the sex display, Who only to repair a ring.
Could take thy life away.
Drive av'rice from your breast's ye fair,
Monster of foulest mien :
Could but its form be seen,
It made a virgin put on guile,
Truth’s-image break her word, A Lucia's face forbear to smile,
A Venus kill her bird.
THE OLD SHEPIIERD'S DOG.
The old shepherd's dog, like his master was gray,
His teeth all departed, and feeble his tongue; Yet where'er Corin went, he was follow'd by
When fatigued, on the grass the shepherd would
lie, For a nap in the sun--midst his slumbers so
sweet, His faithful companion crawl'd constantly nigh, Plac'd his head on his lap, or lay down at his
When winter was heard on the hill and the plain,
And torrents descended, and cold was the wind, If Corin went forth ’midst the tempests and rain,
Tray scorp'd to be left in the chimney bebind.
At length in the straw Tray made his last bed;
For vain against death is the stoutest endea
To lick Corin's hand he rais'd up his weak head, Then fell back, clos'd his eyes, and, ah! clos'd
Not long after Tray, did the shepherd remain, Who oft o'er his grave in true sorrow would
bend; And when dying, thus feebly was heard the poor
swain, “ 0! bury me, neighbours, beside my old
CUPID AND HIS TUTOR.
Slumb'ring beneath the shade I lay,
“ Teach him to strike the sounding lyre,
Margarita first possest,
Margarita first of all;
Martha took the flying ball.
Martha soon did it resign
Beauteous Catharine gave place (Though loth and angry she to part With the possession of
To Eliza's conquering face.
Eliza to this hour might reign,
Fundamental laws she broke,
And cast away her yoke,