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CASSINUS AND

A TRAGICAL EL

1731.

Two college sophs of Cambrid
Both special wits, and lovers bo
Conferring as they us'd to meet
On love, and books, and raptur
(Muse, find me names to fit my
Cassinus this, and t'other Peter
Friend Peter to Cassinus goes,
To chat a while, and warm his
But such a sight was never seen
The lad lay swallow'd up in spl
He seem'd as just crept out of
greasy stocking round his

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When my old cassock (said a Welsh divine) s out at elbows; why should I repine?

CASSINUS AND PETER.

A TRAGICAL ELEGY,

1731.

Two college sophs of Cambridge growth,
Both special wits, and lovers both,
Conferring as they us'd to meet

On love, and books, and rapture sweet;
(Muse, find me names to fit my metre,
Cassinus this, and t'other Peter.)
Friend Peter to Cassinus goes,

To chat a while, and warm his nose:
But such a sight was never seen,
The lad lay swallow'd up in spleen.
He seem'd as just crept out of bed;
One greasy stocking round his head,

Conceive the most envenom'd dart
To pierce an injur'd lover's heart.
Why, hang her; though she seem so coy,
I know she loves the barber's boy.
Friend Peter, this I could excuse,
For every nymph has leave to choose;
Nor have I reason to complain,
She loves a more deserving swain.
But, oh! how ill hast thou divin'd
A crime, that shocks all human kind.
A deed unknown to female race,

At which the sun should hide his face:
Advice in vain you would apply-
Then leave me to despair and die.
Ye kind Arcadians, on my urn
These elegies and sonnets burn;
And on the marble grave these rhymes,
A monument to after-times-
"Here Cassy lies, by Celia slain,
And dying never told his pain."

Vain empty world, farewell. But hark,
The loud Cerberian triple bark':
And there-behold Alecto stand,
A whip of scorpions in her hand:
Lo, Charon, from his leaky wherry
Beckoning to waft me o'er the ferry.

CORINNA, pride of Drury-
For whom no shepherd sig
Never did Covent-Garden
So bright a batter'd strollin
No drunken rake to pick
No cellar where on tick to
Returning at the midnight
Four stories climbing to he
Then, seated on a three-leg
Takes off her artificial hair
Now picking out a crystal
She wipes it clean, and lay
Her eyebrows from a mou
Stuck on with art on either
Pulls off with care, and firs
Then in a play-book smoo
Now dextrously her plump
That serve to fill her hollo
Untwists a wire, and from
A set of teeth completely
Pulls out the rags contriv
Her flabby dugs, and dow
Proceeding on, the lovely
Unlaces next her steel-rib
Which, by the operator's
Press down the lumps, the