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Aetatis suae fifty two	A
A rich Divine began to woo	A
A handsome young imperious girl	B
Nearly related to an Earl	B
Her parents and her friends consent	C
The couple to the temple went	C
They first invite the Cyprian Queen	D
Twas answered she would not be seen	D
The Graces next and all the Muses	E
Were bid in form but sent excuses	F
Juno attended at the porch	G
With farthing candle for a torch	G
While Mistress Iris held her train	H
The faded bow distilling rain	H
Then Hebe came and took her place	I
But showed no more than half her face	I
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What er these dire forebodings meant	C
In mirth the wedding day was spent	C
The wedding day you take me right	J
I promise nothing for the night	J
The bridegroom dressed to make a figure	K
Assumes an artificial vigour	K
A flourished night cap on to grace	I
His ruddy wrinkled smirking face	I
Like the faint red upon a pippin	L
Half withered by a winter s keeping	M
	-
And thus set out this happy pair	K
The Swain is rich the Nymph is fair	K
But which I gladly would forget	N
The Swain is old the Nymph coquette	N
Both from the goal together start	N
Scarce run a step before they part	N
No common ligament that binds	O
The various textures of their minds	O
Their thoughts and actions hopes and fears	P
Less corresponding than their years	P
Her spouse desires his coffee soon	Q
She rises to her tea at noon	Q
While he goes out to cheapen books	R
She at the glass consults her looks	R
While Betty s buzzing in her ear	K
Lord what a dress these Parsons wear	K
So odd a choice how could she make	S
Wished him a Colonel for her sake	S
Then on her fingers ends she counts	T
Exact to what his age amounts	T
The Dean she heard her Uncle say	U
Is fifty if he be a day	U
His ruddy cheeks are no disguise	V
You see the crows feet round his eyes	V
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At one she rambles to the shops	W
To cheapen tea and talk with fops	W
Or calls a council of her maids	W
And tradesmen to compare brocades	W
Her weighty morning business o er	K
Sits down to dinner just at four	K
Minds nothing that is done or said	N
Her evening work so fills her head	N
The Dean who used to dine at one	X
Is mawkish and his stomach gone	Y
In thread bare gown would scarce a louse hold	N
Looks like the chaplain of the household	N
Beholds her from the chaplain s place	W
In French brocades and Flanders lace	W
He wonders what employs her brain	H
But never asks or asks in vain	H
His mind is full of other cares	W
And in the sneaking parson s airs	W
Computes that half a parish dues	W
Will hardly find his wife in shoes	W
Can st thou imagine dull Divine	Z
Twill gain her love to make her fine	Z
Hath she no other wants beside	N
You raise desire as well as pride	N
Enticing coxcombs to adore	K
And teach her to despise thee more	K
	-
If in her coach she ll condescend	N
To place him at the hinder end	N
Her hoop is hoist above his nose	W
His odious gown would soil her clothes	W
And drops him at the church to pray	U
While she drives on to see the play	U
He like an orderly Divine	Z
Comes home a quarter after nine	Z
And meets her hasting to the Ball	A2
Her chairmen push him from the wall	A2
He enters in and walks up stairs	W
And calls the family to prayers	W
Then goes alone to take his rest	N
In bed where he can spare her best	N
At five the footmen make a din	L
Her Ladyship is just come in	L
The Masquerade began at two	A
She stole away with much ado	A
And shall be chid this afternoon	Q
For leaving company so soon	Q
She ll say and she may truly say t	N
She can t abide to stay out late	N
	-
But now though scarce a twelvemonth married	N
His Lady has twelve times miscarried	N
The cause alas is quickly guessed	N
The Town has whispered round the jest	N
Think on some remedy in time	B2
You find His Reverence past his prime	B2
Already dwindled to a lath	C2
No other way but try the Bath	C2
For Venus rising from the ocean	X
Infused a strong prolific potion	X
That mixed with Achelaus spring	M
The horn d flood as poets sing	M
Who with an English Beauty smitten	X
Ran underground from Greece to Britain	X
The genial Virtue with him brought	N
And gave the Nymph a plenteous draught	N
Then fled and left his Horn behind	N
For husbands past their youth to find	N
The Nymph who still with passion burned	N
Was to a boiling fountain turned	N
Where childless wives crowd every morn	D2
To drink in Achelaus Horn	D2
And here the father often gains	W
That title by another s pains	W
	-
Hither though much against his grain	H
The Dean has carried Lady Jane	H
He for a while would not consent	N
But vowed his money all was spent	N
His money spent a clownish reason	X
And must My Lady slip her Season	X
The Doctor with a double fee	N
Was bribed to make the Dean agree	N
	-
Here all diversions of the place	W
Are proper in my Lady s case	W
With which she patiently complies	W
Merely because her friends advise	W
His money and her time employs	W
In music raffling rooms and toys	W
Or in the Cross Bath seeks an heir	K
Since others oft have found one there	K
Where if the Dean by chance appears	W
It shames his cassock and his years	W
He keeps his distance in the gallery	N
Till banished by some coxcomb s raillery	N
For twould his character expose	W
To bathe among the belles and beaux	W
	-
So have I seen within a pen	E2
Young ducklings fostered by a hen	E2
But when let out they run and muddle	F2
As instinct leads them in a puddle	F2
The sober hen not born to swim	G2
With mournful note clucks round the brim	G2
	-
The Dean with all his best endeavour	N
Gets not an heir but gets a fever	N
A victim to the last essays	W
Of vigor in declining days	W
He dies and leaves his mourning mate	N
What could he less his whole estate	N
	-
The widow goes through all her forms	W
New lovers now will come in swarms	W
Oh may I see her soon dispensing	M
Her favours to some broken Ensign	X
Him let her marry for his face	W
And only coat of tarnished lace	W
To turn her naked out of doors	W
And spend her jointure on his whores	W
But for a parting present leave her	N
A rooted pox to last for ever	N

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