Poems upon Several Occasions/49
On the same.
OF injur'd Fame, and mighty Wrongs receiv'd,
Chloë complains, and wondrously's aggriev'd:
That, free, and lavish of a beauteous Face,
The fairest and the foulest of her Race,
She's mine, or thine, and strolling up and down,
Sucks in more Filth than any Sink in Town,
I not deny, This, I have said 'tis true;
What Wrong! To give so bright a Nymph her due!