ON A LEFT-HANDED WRITING-MASTER.
Though nature thee of thy right hand bereft,
Right well thou writest with the hand that's left.
PRINTER'S KISS.
Print on my lips another kiss,
The picture of thy glowing passion—
Nay, this wont do—nor this—nor this—
But now—Ay, that's a proof impression.
TO A DOUBTFUL MILITARY CHARACTER.
Though much you're scar'd by Mars in arms,
At fighting much dejected;
Yet Venus, with her naked charms,
Has seen you—More-affected.
THE FOUR AGES OF WOMAN.
From the French.
Woman is
In infancy a tender flower,
Cultivate her;
A floating bark in girlhood's hour,
Softly freight her.
A fruitful vine when grown a lass,
Prune and please her;
Old, she's a heavy charge, alas!
Support and ease her.
THE FEMALE CARD PLAYER AND HER GARDENER.
On a Lady far advanced in years, who was a great Card-player, having married her Gardener.