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On the Lover's Wedding-Night,
(When Ideas of Delight
Were exalted to their Height;
Finish'd Hymen was presented—
“How it look'd! and what it wanted!
“Lord, Sir, (says the fond Bridegroom)
“Who wou'd give this Picture Room?
“Where's the Gaiety of Air?
“Je ne scai quoi, debonair?
“More than Venus and Adonis?
“Piece, that parallel'd by none is?
“Take your Daubing back again,
“Or Five Pounds, and don't complain.
(When Ideas of Delight
Were exalted to their Height;
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“How it look'd! and what it wanted!
“Lord, Sir, (says the fond Bridegroom)
“Who wou'd give this Picture Room?
“Where's the Gaiety of Air?
“Je ne scai quoi, debonair?
“More than Venus and Adonis?
“Piece, that parallel'd by none is?
“Take your Daubing back again,
“Or Five Pounds, and don't complain.
Painter was a Man of Wit!
More than for mere Business fit!
Seem'd to be with Sorrow mov'd;
What the Lover spake approv'd;
But, withal, begg'd leave to say,
“Hymen merits better Pay,
“And will please another Day!
“For, Sir, in a few Months Space,
“Charms will rise upon that Face,
“And such Life inspire these Eyes,
“As will e'en your self surprize.
“'Twill appear in different View;
“Time improves whate'er I do.
“'Tis my Manner, Sir, I own;
“And I'm famous for it grown.
More than for mere Business fit!
Seem'd to be with Sorrow mov'd;
What the Lover spake approv'd;
But, withal, begg'd leave to say,
“Hymen merits better Pay,
“And will please another Day!
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“Charms will rise upon that Face,
“And such Life inspire these Eyes,
“As will e'en your self surprize.
“'Twill appear in different View;
“Time improves whate'er I do.
“'Tis my Manner, Sir, I own;
“And I'm famous for it grown.
Poems on Several Occasions | ||