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And with no care oppress’d;
I boldly spread my charms around,
Till some rude lover breaks the mound,
And takes me to his breast;
Here soon I sicken and decay,
My beauty’s lost, I’m turn'd away,
And thrown upon the street;
Where I despis’d and rolling lie,
See no Samaritan pass by,
But numerous insults meet:
Ladies contemplate well my fate,
Reflect upon my wretched state ;
Implore th’ Almighty’s aid,
Lest you, (which heav’n avert) like me,
Shou’d come to want and misery,
Be ruin d and betray'd.
A RIBBON.
Look at the rainbow in the sky,
See summer morning cloud pass by.
Go search the gardens and the fields,
Observe what bounteous nature yields;
You’ll scarcely find a flower or plant,
Whose beauty or colour I want;
Thus furnish’d l oblige the fair,
And change mv colour every year.
Attend the gen’ral, grace the lord,
And to both sexes joy a word.
But held, methinks too far I go,
Being oft the messenger of woe.
Consult the glass with decent air,
My nature, use, and name declare.
