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TO A BUTCHER.
Pert and greasy, rude and sly,
Stands the butcher, buy-you-buy,
Ah! buy indeed, to buy and rue,
Would be to buy a calf like you;
No, no, Sir; e’er you like on betters,
Mend your manners, learn your letters,
And, if of love your tongue must prattle
Bleat your lays among the cattle.
FROM A COBLER.
My love, my life, my heart my awl,
Within your breast I seek a stall,
For my poor heart to beat;
For love unites my heart to you,
As wax-ends bind the leather shoe,
And makes it awl complete.
Come, then, let love unite us one,
As girdle binds the strong lap-stone,
Upon thy lovers knee;
For cupid by his powerful art,
Has chang’d my awl into a dart,
And thus I bleed for thee.
TO AN OLD BACHELOR.
Ah! Simon Selfish, lack a day,
