 | The Genuine Works in Verse and Prose, Of the Right Honourable George Granville, Lord Lansdowne |  |
On an Ill-favour'd Lord.
That Macro's Looks are good, let no Man doubt,Which I, his Friend and Servant—thus make out.
In every Line of his persidious Face,
The secret Malice of his Heart we trace;
So fair the Warning, and so plainly writ.
Let none condemn the Light that shows a pit.
Cocles, whose Face finds Credit for his Heart,
Who can escape so smooth a Villain's Art?
Adorn'd with ev'ry Grace that can persuade,
Seeing we trust, tho' sure to be betray'd;
His Looks are Snares: But Macro's, cry Beware,
Believe not, tho' ten thousand Oaths he swear;
If thou'rt deceiv'd, observing well this Rule,
Not Macro is the Knave, but thou the Fool.
In this one Point, He and his Looks agree,
As They betray their Master—so did He.
| The Genuine Works in Verse and Prose, Of the Right Honourable George Granville, Lord Lansdowne | |