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On The two Miss ---'--- as they Sat before me, hearing of Mr. Whitefield—


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On The two Miss ---'--- as they Sat before me, hearing of Mr. Whitefield—

An Extempore Epigram.

Plac'd as I was, such charms within my view,
Say, Whitefield, what could all thy Rhet'ric do?
In vain the nonsense trickl'd from thy tongue,
In vain with canting harmony you Sung;
Their blooming beauties more perswasive prov'd,
My heart with greater energy they mov'd,
Their Swan-like necks my ravish'd eyes did bliss,
Courted the touch, and tempted me to kiss.—

“The name given under the Emperor by flatt'rers & dependents to their Patrons”

“This is translated to shew that Poets are not always prophets”