Here Betty may flaunt in her mistress's sack! Here Trip wear his master's brocade on his back! Here a hussy may ride, and a rogue take the wall; Sing Tantarara,-Vauxhall! Vauxhall ! Here Beauty may grant, and here Valour may ask! Here the plainest may pass for a Belle (in a mask) Here a domino covers the short and the tall ;— Sing Tantarara,-Vauxhall! Vauxhall! 'Tis a type of the world, with its drums and its din; 'Tis a type of the world, for when once you come in You are loth to go out; like the world 'tis a ball;—Sing Tantarara,-Vauxhall! Vauxhall! A LOVE-SONG (XVIII. CENT.) WHEN first in CELIA's ear I poured My trembling tongue sincere ignored I only said, as in me lay, I'd strive her "worth to reach ; She frowned, and turned her eyes away,— So much for truth in speech. Then DELIA came. I changed my plan; I praised her to her face; I praised her features,—praised her fan, I swore that not till Time were dead She, smiling, gave her hand, and said OF HIS MISTRESS (After Anthony Hamilton) TO G. S. HE that I love is neither brown nor fair, SHE And, in a word her worth to say, There is no maid that with her may Compare. Yet of her charms the count is clear, I ween: Her wit, her wisdom are direct from Heaven: A thousand finer touches more Have given. Her cheek's warm dye what painter's brush could note? Beside her Flora would be wan And white as whiteness of the swan Her throat. Her supple waist, her arm from Venus came, And, looking in her eyes, you guess THE NAMELESS CHARM ST (Expanded from an Epigram of Piron) TELLA, 'tis not your dainty head, 'Tis not your dear coquettish tread, Nor is it all your gifts combined; That taught the Boy on Ida's hill |