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*Tis but their Sylph, the wise Celestials know, Tho' Honour is the word with Men below, Some nymphs there are, too conscious of their
face, For life predestin'd to the Gnomes embrace. 80 These swell their prospects and exalt their pride, When offers are disdain'd, and love deny'd: Then gay Ideas croud the vacant brain, While Peers, and Dukes, and all their sweeping train, And Garters, Stars, and Coronets appear, 85 And in soft sounds, Your Grace falutes their ear. 'Tis these that early taint the female soul, Instruct the eyes of young Coquettes to roll, Teach Infant-cheeks a bidden blush to know, And little hearts to flutter at a Beau:
90 Oft, when the World imagine women stray, The Sylphs thro' mystic mazes guide their way, Thro' all the giddy circle they pursue, And old impertinence expel by new. What tender maid but mult a victim fall
95 To one man's treat, but for another's ball ? When Florio speaks what virgin could withstand, If gentle Damon did not squeeze her hand ? With varying vanities, from ev'ry part, They shift the moving Toyshop of their heart ;
Ver. 78. Tho? Honour is the word with Men below.] Parody of Homer.
VER. 79. too conscious of their face,] i. e, too fenfible of their beauty,
Where wigs with wigs, with sword-knots sword.
Of these am I, who thy protection claim, 105
115 Leap'd up, and wak'd his mistress with his tongue. 'Twas then Belinda, if report say true, Thy eyes first open'd on a Billet-doux; Wounds, Charms, and Ardors, were no sooner read, But all the Vision vanish'd from thy head.
VER: 108. In the clear Mirror] The Language of the Platonists, the writers of the intelligible world of Spirits, etc. P.
Jam clypeus clypeis, umbone repellitur umbo,
And now, unveild, the Toilet stands display'd,
Th' Ver. 121. And now, unveil'd, etc.] The translation of these verses, containing the description of the toilette, by our Author's friend Dr. Parnelle, deserve for their humour, to be here inserted. P.
Et nunc dilectum speculum, pro more retectum,
Th' inferior Priestess, at her altar's fide,
VER. 145. The busy Sylphs, etc.] Antient Traditions of the Rabbi's relate, that several of the fallen Angels becaine amorous of Wonen, and particularly fome; among the rest Afael, who lay with Naamah, the wife of Noah, or of Ham; and who coatinuing impenitent, still prelides over the Women's Toilets. Berelhi Rabbi in Genel. vi. 2. P.
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TOT with more glories, in th’ etherial plain,
The Sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the rival of his beams Launch'd on the bofom of the filver Thames. Fair Nymphs, and well-drest Youths around her
fhone, But ev'ry eye was fix'd on her alone. On her white breast a sparkling Cross the wore, Which Jews might kiss, and Infidels adore. Her lively looks a sprightly mind disclose, Quick as her eyes, and as unfix'd as those : Favours to none, to all she smiles extends; Oft she rejects, but never once offends. Bright as the sun, her eyes the gazers strike, And, like the sun, they shine on all alike. Yet graceful ease, and sweetness void of pride 55 Might hide her faults, if Belles had faults to hide : If to her share some female errors fall, Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all.
This VARIATIONS. VER. 4. Launch'd on the bofom] From hence the poem continues, in the first Edition, to v. 46.
The reft the winds dispers'd in empty air , all after, to the end of this Canto, being additional. P.