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Rh With more address, or such as pleases more, She runs her female exercises o'er, Unfurls or closes, raps or turns the fan, And smiles, or blushes at the creature man. With quicker life, as gilded coaches pass, In sideling courtesy she drops the glass. With better strength, on visit-days, she bears To mount her fifty flights of ample stairs. Her mien, her shape, her temper, eyes, and tongue, Are sure to conquer,—for the rogue is young; And all that's madly wild, or oddly gay, We call it only pretty Fanny's way.

Let time, that makes you homely, make you sage; The sphere of wisdom is the sphere of age. 'Tis true, when beauty dawns with early fire, And hears the flattering tongues of soft desire, If not from virtue, from its gravest ways The soul with pleasing avocation strays: But beauty gone, 'tis easier to be wise; As harpers better, by the loss of eyes.

Henceforth retire, reduce your roving airs, Haunt less the plays, and more the public prayers, Reject the Mechlin head, and gold brocade, Go pray, in sober Norwich crape array'd. Thy pendant diamonds let thy Fanny take, (Their trembling lustre shows how much you shake;) Or bid her wear thy necklace row'd with pearl, You'll find your Fanny an obedient girl. Rh