Female Poems On Several Occasions Written by Ephelia. The Second Edition, with large Additions |
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To One that Affronted the Excellent Eugenia. |
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To One that Affronted the Excellent Eugenia.
Thing, call'd a Man! Ambition cheats thy Sense,Or, thou'rt deceiv'd with too much Impudence;
To think that Divine Creature you pursue,
Can be deserv'd, or merited by you:
Dare not to be so Impiously Rude,
To tax such Goodness with Ingratitude;
One Smile from her will more Obligements pay,
Than shoud'st thou live ten Ages, thou coud'st lay.
Thou talk of Obligations! that wer't fram'd
To make proud man of his own Sex asham'd:
When in his greatest Pride, he cast an Eye,
On thy ill Manners and Deformity;
He'l hate himself, and rather wish to be
An Ass, or Owl, than such a thing as thee.
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That Heavenly Mortal, if she be no more;
Because to them better deserv'd it, she
Shew'd more respect, and more Civility?
You rudely must Invite her to expose
Those God like Men, unto your barb'rous Blows;
She will not do't; not that thy Arm she fears,
Or thinks thy Valour more refin'd than theirs:
Tho' in their Glory she designs no share,
Yet of their Honour she takes too much care,
To let 'em Fight a despicable Thing,
That when they've Conquer'd, can no Trophy bring.
Know, Fool too; thee she does too much contemn,
To let thee boast thou ever Fought'st with them.
To vex thee, they her Favourites shall be,
And make their Court still in abusing thee:
Abusing thee! what have I vainly sed?
What Nonsence unawares I've uttered!
The harshest Satyr that we can invent,
Is Panegyrick, when of Thee 'tis meant.
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For whatsoe're I think, still thou art worse;
Yet I'le endeavour at One: Be't thy Fate
To live the Object of Eugenia's Hate.
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