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Town Eclogues: Saturday; The Small-Pox

1 FLAVIA. THE wretched FLAVIA on her couch reclin’d, Leave a comment on line 1 2
2 Thus breath’d the anguish of a wounded mind; Leave a comment on line 2 0
3 A glass revers’d in her right hand she bore, Leave a comment on line 3 0
4 For now she shun’d the face she sought before. Leave a comment on line 4 1

5 ‘How am I chang’d! alas! how am I grown Leave a comment on line 5 1
6 ‘A frightful spectre, to myself unknown! Leave a comment on line 6 2
7 ‘Where’s my Complexion? where the radiant Bloom, Leave a comment on line 7 0
8 ‘That promis’d happiness for Years to come? Leave a comment on line 8 2
9 ‘Then with what pleasure I this face survey’d! Leave a comment on line 9 0
10 ‘To look once more, my visits oft delay’d! Leave a comment on line 10 0
11 ‘Charm’d with the view, a fresher red would rise, Leave a comment on line 11 0
12 ‘And a new life shot sparkling from my eyes! Leave a comment on line 12 1

13 ‘Ah! faithless glass, my wonted bloom restore; Leave a comment on line 13 0
14 ‘Alas! I rave, that bloom is now no more! Leave a comment on line 14 1
15 ‘The greatest good the GODS on men bestow, Leave a comment on line 15 1
16 ‘Ev’n youth itself, to me is useless now. Leave a comment on line 16 0
17 ‘There was a time, (oh! that I could forget!) Leave a comment on line 17 0
18 ‘When opera-tickets pour’d before my feet; Leave a comment on line 18 0
19 ‘And at the ring, where brightest beauties shine, Leave a comment on line 19 0
20 ‘The earliest cherries of the spring were mine. Leave a comment on line 20 0
21 ‘Witness, O Lilly; and thou, Motteux, tell Leave a comment on line 21 0
22 ‘How much Japan these eyes have made ye sell. Leave a comment on line 22 0
23 ‘With what contempt ye you saw me oft despise Leave a comment on line 23 0
24 ‘The humble offer of the raffled prize; Leave a comment on line 24 0
25 ‘For at the raffle still the prize I bore, Leave a comment on line 25 0
26 ‘With scorn rejected, or with triumph wore! Leave a comment on line 26 0
27 ‘Now beauty’s fled, and presents are no more! Leave a comment on line 27 1

28 ‘For me the Patriot has the house forsook, Leave a comment on line 28 5
29 ‘And left debates to catch a passing look: Leave a comment on line 29 0
30 ‘For me the Soldier has soft verses writ; Leave a comment on line 30 0
31 ‘For me the Beau has aim’d to be a Wit. Leave a comment on line 31 0
32 ‘For me the Wit to nonsense was betray’d; Leave a comment on line 32 0
33 ‘The Gamester has for me his dun delay’d, Leave a comment on line 33 0
34 ‘And overseen the card, I would have play’d. Leave a comment on line 34 1
35 ‘The bold and haughty by success made vain, Leave a comment on line 35 1
36 ‘Aw’d by my eyes has trembled to complain: Leave a comment on line 36 0
37 ‘The bashful ’squire touch’d by a wish unknown, Leave a comment on line 37 0
38 ‘Has dar’d to speak with spirit not his own; Leave a comment on line 38 0
39 ‘Fir’d by one wish, all did alike adore; Leave a comment on line 39 1
40 ‘Now beauty’s fled, and lovers are no more! Leave a comment on line 40 2

41 ‘As round the room I turn my weeping eyes, Leave a comment on line 41 0
42 ‘New unaffected scenes of sorrow rise! Leave a comment on line 42 0
43 ‘Far from my sight that killing picture bear, Leave a comment on line 43 0
44 ‘The face disfigure, and the canvas tear! Leave a comment on line 44 0
45 ‘That picture which with pride I us’d to show, Leave a comment on line 45 0
46 ‘The lost resemblance but upbraids me now. Leave a comment on line 46 1
47 ‘And thou, my toilette! where I oft have sat, Leave a comment on line 47 0
48 ‘While hours unheeded pass’d in deep debate, Leave a comment on line 48 1
49 ‘How curls should fall, or where a patch to place: Leave a comment on line 49 0
50 ‘If blue or scarlet best became my face; Leave a comment on line 50 0
51 ‘Now on some happier nymph thy aid bestow; Leave a comment on line 51 0
52 ‘On fairer heads, ye useless jewels glow! Leave a comment on line 52 2
53 ‘No borrow’d lustre can my charms restore; Leave a comment on line 53 0
54 ‘Beauty is fled, and dress is now no more! Leave a comment on line 54 1

55 ‘Ye meaner beauties, I permit ye shine; Leave a comment on line 55 0
56 ‘Go, triumph in the hearts that once were mine; Leave a comment on line 56 0
57 ‘But midst your triumphs with confusion know, Leave a comment on line 57 0
58 ‘’Tis to my ruin all your arms ye owe. Leave a comment on line 58 1
59 ‘Would pitying Heav’n restore my wonted mien, Leave a comment on line 59 0
60 ‘Ye still might move unthought-of and unseen. Leave a comment on line 60 0
61 ‘But oh! how vain, how wretched is the boast Leave a comment on line 61 2
62 ‘Of beauty faded, and of empire lost! Leave a comment on line 62 0
63 ‘What now is left but weeping, to deplore Leave a comment on line 63 0
64 ‘My beauty fled, and empire now no more! Leave a comment on line 64 1

65 ‘Ye, cruel Chymists, what with-held your aid! Leave a comment on line 65 0
66 ‘Could no pomatums save a trembling maid? Leave a comment on line 66 1
67 ‘How false and trifling is that art you boast; Leave a comment on line 67 0
68 ‘No art can give me back my beauty lost. Leave a comment on line 68 1
69 ‘In tears, surrounded by my friends I lay, Leave a comment on line 69 0
70 ‘Mask’d o’er and trembled at the sight of day; Leave a comment on line 70 0
71 ‘MIRMILLO came my fortune to deplore, Leave a comment on line 71 0
72 ‘(A golden headed cane, well carv’d he bore) Leave a comment on line 72 0
73 ‘Cordials, he cried, my spirits must restore: Leave a comment on line 73 0
74 ‘Beauty is fled, and spirit is no more! Leave a comment on line 74 1

75 ‘GALEN, the grave; officious SQUIRT was there, Leave a comment on line 75 0
76 ‘With fruitless grief and unavailing care: Leave a comment on line 76 0
77 ‘MACHAON too, the great MACHAON, known Leave a comment on line 77 0
78 ‘By his red cloak and his superior frown; Leave a comment on line 78 0
79 ‘And why, he cry’d, this grief and this despair? Leave a comment on line 79 0
80 ‘You shall again be well, again be fair; Leave a comment on line 80 1
81 ‘Believe my oath; (with that an oath he swore) Leave a comment on line 81 0
82 ‘False was his oath; my beauty is no more! Leave a comment on line 82 1

83 ‘Cease, hapless maid, no more thy tale pursue, Leave a comment on line 83 0
84 ‘Forsake mankind, and bid the world adieu! Leave a comment on line 84 0
85 ‘Monarchs and beauties rule with equal sway; Leave a comment on line 85 1
86 ‘All strive to serve, and glory to obey: Leave a comment on line 86 0
87 ‘Alike unpitied when depos’d they grow; Leave a comment on line 87 1
88 ‘Men mock the idol of their former vow. Leave a comment on line 88 1

89 ‘Adieu! ye parks! — in some obscure recess, Leave a comment on line 89 1
90 ‘Where gentle streams will weep at my distress, Leave a comment on line 90 0
91 ‘Where no false friend will in my grief take part, Leave a comment on line 91 0
92 ‘And mourn my ruin with a joyful heart; Leave a comment on line 92 0
93 ‘There let me live in some deserted place, Leave a comment on line 93 1
94 ‘There hide in shades this lost inglorious face. Leave a comment on line 94 0
95 ‘Ye, operas, circles, I no more must view! Leave a comment on line 95 2
96 ‘My toilette, patches, all the world adieu! Leave a comment on line 96 0

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