IF2 The WORKS of the

Tho’ nothing else, (he (in Despite of Time)

Preserv’d the Affectation of her Prime.

However you begun, she brought in Love,

And hardly from that Subject: wou’d remove.

We chanc’d to speak of the Trench King’s Success:

My Lady wonder’d much how Heav’n could blessA Man that lov’d Two Women at One Time;

But more, how he to them excus’d his Crime.

She ask’d Huff, if Love’s Flame he never felt ?

He answer’d bluntly, do you think I’m gelt ?

She at his Plainness smil’d, then turn’d to me,

• j *

Love in your Minds precedes ev’n Poetry ;

You to that Passion can no stranger be,

But Wits are given to Inconstancy.

She had run on, I think, till now ; but MeatCame up, and suddenly she took her Seat,

I thought the Dinner wou’d make some Amends,

When my good Host cries out, Ye re all my Friends ;Our own plain Fare, and the beji Tierce the BullAffords, ■ I'll give you, and your Bellies full.

Jsfor French Kickjhaws, Cellery, and Champaign,P.agcus, and Fricasses, in Troth we've none.

Hete’s a good Dinner towards, thought I, when strait,Up comes a Piece of Beef full Horse-Man’s Weight,Hard as the Arse os Mordaunt, under whichThe Coachman sweats, as ridden by a Witch.

A Dish of Carrots, each of them as jong

As -that to fair Countess did belong

Which her small Pillow could not so well hide,

But Visitors his flaming Head espy’d.

Pig, Goose, and Capon follow’d in the Rear,

With all that Country-Bumpkins call Good Cheer,Serv’d up with Sauces all of Eighty-Eight,

When our rough Youth wrestled, and threw the Weight.

And