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Female Poems On Several Occasions

Written by Ephelia. The Second Edition, with large Additions

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The Maim'd Debauchee.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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The Maim'd Debauchee.

As some brave Admiral in former War
Depriv'd of Force, but press'd with Courage still,
Two Rival Fleets appearing from afar,
Crawls to the top of an adjacent Hill;
From whence with thoughts full of concern he views
The wise & daring Conduct of the Fight
And each bold Action to his Mind renews
His present Glory and his past Delight.
From his fierce eyes Flashes of Rage he throws,
As from thick Clouds when Lightning breaks away;
Transported thinks himself amidst his Foes,
And absent yet enjoys the bloudy day.
So when my Days of Impotence approach,
And I'm by Pox and Wines unlucky chance,

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Driven from the pleasing Billows of Debauch,
On the dull Shore of lazy Temperance.
My pains at last some respit shall afford,
While I behold the Battels you maintain;
When Fleets of Glasses sail about the Board,
From whose Broad-sides Volleys of Wit shall rain.
Nor shall the sight of Honourable Scars,
Which my too forward Valour did procure,
Frighten new listed Souldiers from the Wars,
Past Joys have more than paid what I endure.
Should hopeful Youth (worth being drunk) prove nice,
And from their fair Inviters meanly shrink;
'Twould please the Ghost of my departed Vice,
If at my counsel they repent and drink.
Or shou'd some cold complexion'd Sot forbid,
With his dull Morals our Nights brisk Alarms

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I'll fire his Bloud by telling what I did,
When I was strong and able to bear Arms.
I'll tell of Whores attacqu'd their Lords at home,
Bawds Quarters beaten up and Fortress won:
Windows demolish'd, Watches overcome,
And handsom Ills by my contrivance done.
With Tales like these I will such heat inspire,
As to important mischief shall incline:
I'll make them long some ancient Church to fire,
And fear no lewdness they're call'd to by Wine.
This Statesman like I'll sawcily impose,
And safe from danger valiantly advise;
Shelter'd in Impotence urge you to Blows,
And being good for nothing else be wise.