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Gallantry a-la-mode a satyrical, in III parts, representing the vanities of several humours of this present age.
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1674
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Wing G176; ESTC R9080
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coy as he is proud Then shee 'l his precious parts adore Though I believe what oft she 'as swore Some sturdy Groom has pleas'd her more But now with Fopp I must have done Already is the Play begun T was the first Time that e're was show'd That Play call'd Marriage A-la-Mode The Name my Fancy did incline To think Câ—ncernment i th' Design I knew that Marriage now was made But after-Game to bankrupt Trade Unwillingly most pay that score In Coyne that Misse has us'd before Posterity reforms their Lives And Int'rest pins them unto Wives My Fortune may perhaps be this If so I am resolv'd a Miss T' enjoy before that Destiny Condemns me to such Drudgery What 's my Design though I 'me cursâ— for 't How e're the Poets shan't fall short But whilst such fancy 's tickled me My Phyllis fain'd simpliâ—ity She seem'd so innocent so good No Eye perceiv'd she understood But when appear'd disguiz'd in Dress The Sheapheard and his Sheapheardess She lookt concern'd as if 't might be An Emblem of her Love to me The Sheapheardess exprest that grace With modest blushes in her Face That all agreed such tempting Art Out-did the Poet in her Part And without boasting I might say She blusht and sigh'd her self away â—ardon me Nymph if I express Thou should'st be truly a Princess shall not wish thy rise may be â—rom common flesh to high degree â—thers from those low steps may rise â—hou dost at first deserve the Prize Farewell dear Nymph thou' rt th' only She Shew'st Phillis in Effigie But when the Play came to an end In Gratitude I did commend The Poet for his pains that Day Though my self acted was i th' Play And when this Task was undertook On him my Coppy I did look Who at a distance slips his Jeere May venture for to be severe And nothing need but naming fear Which I am sure you have not here Let each wh'in this the same fate find From my Example prove as kind And bear no malice in their Mind Your Nameâ—s I 've studied to conceal 'T is your own faults if you reveal The Wise with secresie yet cure And by Discretion Fame secure But those that proudly boast their Claps May well deserve Bells in their Caps Thus much for my Apology Now Phillis I return to thee Homewards I her conduct again And what Invention could attain I then did urge did She but say She lik't I strait extol'd the Play Did She but seem to slight some part My Censure was to that as tart Phillis thou shalt command my breath Thy smile 's my life thy frown 's my death Though long delay'd at last shee 's grown Familiar and my Love does own But in her passion so discreet Kindnes and Modesty did meet Her Actions Envy might survey And not find out one Look astay Such Entertainments I did give As she might civilly receive And studied not so much Expence 'T' express a vain Magnificense But rather took a special Care To get those Cates were choice rare Knowing that proverb seldom fail A liqu'rish tongue a liqu'rish Tayl. Could Art or Luxury devise Dishes whose tasts should Love surprise I would not want those Rarities Did I give Kingdoms for their price Spring-Garden now I bid adieu Other designs I must pursue The Time was come Cornuto went Lucky to me his Banishment And now my Agent does entice Phillis by this time not so nice To Lodge with her vvho little knows What Treason with that friendship goes Shee 's innocent and free from guile And least suspects her Mothers Wile But her Experience vvill find out Those projests Women bring about In vain might Sons of pleasure bend Their Wits and ner'e attain the End Of their Desires but that they know By Female help the Nail will go So the Decoy-Birds take the Wing And flocks of the same Feather bring Th' Invited Guests have no Distrust That their own Tribe should prove unjust But kindly take the profer'd Meat And catch't i th' Net perceive the Cheat. Now had she Phillis in her gripe And all Designs for Action ripe The Night appointed vvas that We Should keep our long-wish'd Jubilee And that I might each Sence content Unto a Ball I vvith her went So ravishing 't was to my sight Of her brisk motion the Delight Could I have still that Object by I 'de wish my self turn'd all to Eye who 'd seen her at the Musicks sound With order'd steps to skin the Ground Would think she had not stept but flew So light she past with Time so true By this Time was our Dauncing done And to the Treat we now are gone Where neither cost nor care was spar'd To get those Dainties there prepar'd Frontiniack and rich Florence Wine Did with their Flavours so combine Had envious Cynnick sipt he must Have Extasies at ev'ry Gust Jellies and Creams did next appear Trembling like bashful Lovers fear But 't is their Tasts th' Effects can do In them lies strength and courage too By this time Phillis pleasant was So oft my Mother fill'd her Glass I took th' advantage of that Veine And boldly did request a streine Phillis that often had been shie Thought now 't was Rudeness to deny Freely begins her Rapsodie With such delicious Melodie That charm'd by her harmonious Throat I took new Life from ev'ry Note Say not their's Musick in the Sphears None will beleev 't that hers once hears Let Phillis feed me with such Breath I 'le live beyond the pow'r of Death Tedious can never be her Song Were it Eternal 't were not long But lasting is no mortal Bliss The Time to take the parting Kiss Approaches now when that comes Arabia with all her Gummes Such charming sweets could ner'e produce Or Fruits repleat with noblest Juice To craving Appetite can be Such full content as that to me Delight it was so great that I Receiv'd not without Extasy At last reviv'd with a sad Scene I let her know what Love doth mean Numberless sighs express my Mone And blame swift Time I must be gone But Phillis innocently free Relenting with a simpathy Pitty 's me for my fained Grief And by her sighs gives some Relief Ask why I vex my self in vain As if we ne're should meet again Modestly thanks me for the Treat But never dreams her self 's my meat I thankt her too and softly swore I hop'd ere long to please her more Then Creams or Jellies did before Departed now I make no stay But soon slip in the tother way No Difficulties need I fear Wel-known's the Path I traverse there But had it Labyrinths about My Love would find its passage out Now enter'd in th' appointed place With Expedition I uncase My self and into Bed I go And hearken what is done below My Mother that was never slack When her own profit lay at stake With double Diligence makes haste And sees her doores securely fast Then speaks to Phil. My dearest Heart How
Nose them supplies Look in his Mouth you 'l say if e're Some Ages past Teeth did stand there No mark remains and nought appears To be erected but his Ears Yet will he strut and look as big As possible with flaxen Wig. And thus accoutr'd hopes to find Favour in his Carezzas Mind Whose blooming Youth not yet Sixteen The World will say was overseen Its self in Wedlock to engage With one that 's eunucht by his Age. But they 'r mistaken 't was her choice To contradict the Vulgar voice Vnacceptable can't appear He that Five-Hundred pound a Year Can make a Joynture of and will For private Purse Desire fulfill Gold Contradictions can confute And Youth to Age make prostitute Let her enjoy that Slavery Till I shall wish she may be free Like those wh ' in Limbo fear to dwell By Pennance make themselves a Hell And find too late by this their cross Uncertain gain but certain loss Forc't Vertue she at last may know Will to its-self a burthen grow Hell for a Torment did devise The longing Soul to Tantalize Just such a case will she be in Whil'st Vertue checks desired Sin But should she dare t' encroach upon That Custom hangs those Shackles on And by a Chance her burthen mend Such Blessings Providence may send Then Stratagems her Wit must show T' impose upon Amphitrio Her best Contentments are but Dreams Whil'st she thus suffers in Extreams Vertue will make her Heart-strings crack And Vice must set her Wits o th' Wrack Then happy you if I may guess By others wants your Happiness Whom neither fickle Honour slights Nor Dotage tempts with false Delights But Fate officious in its care To your own wish does Love prepare In him whose worth would mollifie Hearts flinted o're with Cruelty From whose kind Soul no Thought e're came Unworthy of so great a Flame Nor thinks it Slavery to do The meanest thing enjoyn'd by you That you 'r unjust the Stones would cry Should such Desert regardless dye Now trembled Phil ' and lookt about As loth to let her Thoughts slip out My dearest Mother whispers she But that I trust your Privacy Then Protestations out I sent You may be sure I never meant To keep you should not thus partake That Secret makes my Heart to ake Were I but certain for to find His Words to correspond to 's Mind My jealous Thoughts should then be free And cease suspecting Treachery My lingring Love should mend its Pace And last set out first reach the Race But since so many Fools are made By those that loving make their Trade Who for new Faces range the Town Till want makes them sit Bankrupts down Blame not my still mistrusting Fears 'T would melt a Niobe to Tears Now slipt the Floodgates of her Eyes And Sorrow seem'd to play a Prize Tears made in her a comely sight As if in Weeping were Delight My Pitty swag'd this growing pain And she proceeded thus again I 'de ne'r be at th' expence to weep My tears should in their Cradles sleep But oh fierce Love should I deny My Heart for vent would stifled die Love that so oft I did Despise For past faults now does tyrannize And I dejected and forlorn Am made the Object of its Scorn Just as some little wanton Fly Securely passing Tapers Eye Rejoyces in that dang'rous Game And through Success contemns the Flame But catcht at last with singed Wings Buzzing for Life its own Dirge sings That my Flame 's true encreases woe For fear lest his should not be so But though Distrust such thoughts can give Weak Hopes by Promises may live I 'le not be faithless but believe He will not cannot me deceive True Love unhappy is in this It most suspects where least cause is Yet will I still indiff'rent be So that he shan't dispair of me He in whom lasting Love doth rest Likes an imperious Mistress best Tedious Attendance he will wait Nor think repulse too rigid Fate Those Troubles past our Loves will meet As Spices bruis'd become more sweet But though her Mind she thus reveal'd Her looks wish'd still she had conceal'd Endless 't will be to tell the course I took my Wheadles to enforce You may believe much Art was us'd She 's not so easily abus'd My care shall be t' unlock her Breast Your Wit must make or mar the rest Words are too weak t' express my Sence Of Joy at such Intelligence If Traytor e're deserved well 'T was this my female Machiavel I thankt her not with empty Hand Her Service might Reward command And answer'd that she nced not fear Ought should be wanting of my Care Like those whose well contriv'd Designs Their own vain boastings undermines Oft by Phil's looks her Love I guest But ne'r till now knew my self blest If Souls Philosophers have told In Magazines were pil'd of old And Love by Simpathy do pay To those at first they nearest lay By this Relation I descry Phil's Soul and mine lay very nigh And if eternal Fates decree In Actions a Necessity I am encourag'd to proceed Since Destiny designs the Deed. Thus did we pass the Time away Till Phil ' came ready for the Play Thither as overjoy'd I went As him that comes from Banishment Sometimes of Phil ' I 'de steal a look And read Success in Beauties Book Then doubting she 'd perceive and frown Mine Eyes through Fear themselves shut down Now in a Box was Phillis set Like Jewel in a Cabinet And by the lustre of her Eye Feasted the greedy Standers by At last i th' Pit began a Chat Sometimes of this sometimes of that Rare Beauties which some Fops had known And each Man most extol'd his own In such a strange confused Din I thought I Babel was within But more Diversion 't was to me To see the starcht Formality Of one that there came to be seen And acted Fop 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 First he with simpring does begin In hopes the Ladies Smiles to win And so he might for I dare say 'T was more ridic'lous then the Play I mean those Parts the Poet meant Should perfect Mimmicks represent Next had his Comb with 's Wigg about And huffing that sets Noddle out But there till grown toth ' Bench may fit If he designs to put in Wit But some his Breeding will applaud ' Cause Travelling has been his Band And lately pimpt him out of France Th' affected Crindge and antick Dance Thither Baboon back Jackanapes He went and came nothing escapes His search that 's French if he can get A new coyn'd Word 't is resin'd Wit But stay I almost had forgot To speak of Miss that 's his chief Plot Strange Passion to his Count'nance creeps When through the Curtain Pigsney peeps His Eyes pursueher through that hole And send a Message from his Soul But well he knows Glances can't do 'T is Guinys with effect must woe Through their Perfwasion Love 's allow'd Else see 's as