VK ALA FLATTERING hopes the mind deceiving Loves and hugs the dear deceit. Noify fhew of pomp and riches, Lowly maids too oft bewitches, AIR XIX. WHAT's all the pomp of gaudy courts, AIR XXI A RETURN, weet lafs, to flocks and twains, YH 'W Where fimple Nature midly y reigns; 11 211ɛwe i101 16T Where Love is every 1994 fto todel 9ɔni2 And every nymph is kind as fair. Tobasłą) vsi tid?! AGAIN in ruftic weeds array'd, O'er rural scenes with joy we'll rove, The birds fhall ftrain their little throats, Thy hands fhall pluck, to grace my bow'r, A IR XXIIA WHY fhould I now, my love, complain, That toil awaits thy chearful fwain, Which lazy fplendour never knows? Hence springs the purple, tide of health, The pride of drefs, the pomp of shew, AIR XXIII. NO doubt but your fool's-cap has known To be fare, like a good-natur'd spouse, Το To keep your wife virtuous and chaste If your lady fhould bring you an heir, The blood will flow rich in his veins, Many thanks to my Lord for his care ➡ You dog, I could knock out your brains. [ T |