Falsehood, O man! delights thine eye:
Thou teachest even stones to lie!
ON BAVIUS.
Give him to drink of Lethe's wave! why not
Let the poor bard forget that he's forgot?
LADIES' TONGUES.
Frankly, ladies' tongues, confess
Ye must wag perforce:
Faith! the sex might, as I guess,
Without tongues discourse!
THE GRAY-BEARD.
Nearch is blind, and deaf, and lame,
The prey of time's corrosive greed,
And long of crafty heirs the game;
When will the dead man die indeed?
GARLANDS.
Youth, with chaplets grace thy brow,
But the garland choose with care;
Wreathed with laurel fadeth late,
Wreathed with myrtle soon, the hair.
FRIEND AND FOE.