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The RAPE of the LOCK.
Then flaſh'd the living Lightnings from her Eyes,
And Screams of Horror rend th' affrighted Skies.
Not louder Shrieks by Dames to Heav'n are caſt,
When Husbands or when Monkeys breath their laſt,
Or when rich China Veſſels, fal'n from high,
In glittring Duſt and painted Fragments lie!
And Screams of Horror rend th' affrighted Skies.
Not louder Shrieks by Dames to Heav'n are caſt,
When Husbands or when Monkeys breath their laſt,
Or when rich China Veſſels, fal'n from high,
In glittring Duſt and painted Fragments lie!
Let Wreaths of Triumph now my Temples twine,
(The Victor cry'd) the glorious Prize is mine!
While Fiſh in Streams, or Birds delight in Air,
Or in a Coach and Six the Britiſh Fair,
As long as Atalantis ſhall be read,
Or the ſmall Pillow grace a Lady's Bed,
While Viſits ſhall be paid on ſolemn Days,
When numerous Wax-lights in bright Order blaze,
While Nymphs take Treats, or Aſſignations give,
So long my Honour, Name, and Praiſe ſhall live!
(The Victor cry'd) the glorious Prize is mine!
While Fiſh in Streams, or Birds delight in Air,
Or in a Coach and Six the Britiſh Fair,
As long as Atalantis ſhall be read,
Or the ſmall Pillow grace a Lady's Bed,
While Viſits ſhall be paid on ſolemn Days,
When numerous Wax-lights in bright Order blaze,
While Nymphs take Treats, or Aſſignations give,
So long my Honour, Name, and Praiſe ſhall live!
What Time wou'd ſpare, from Steel receives its date,
And Monuments, like Men, ſubmit to Fate!
And Monuments, like Men, ſubmit to Fate!
Steel
