On Andrew Turner
In se'enteen hunder'n forty-nine, The deilgatstuff to maka swine, An' coostit in a corner; Butwilily he chang'd his plan, An' shap'd it something like a man, An'ca'd it Andrew Turner.
In se'enteen hunder'n forty-nine, The deilgatstuff to maka swine, An' coostit in a corner; Butwilily he chang'd his plan, An' shap'd it something like a man, An'ca'd it Andrew Turner.
Light lay the earth on Billy's breast, His chicken heart so tender; Butbuild a castle on his head, His scull will prop it under.
We grant they're thine, those beauties all, So lovely in our eye; Keep them, thou eunuch, Cardoness, For others to enjoy!
When Lascelles thought fitfrom this world to depart, Some friends warmly thought of embalming his heart; A bystander whispers- "Pray don't make so much o't, The subject is poison, noreptile will touch it."
Farewell, thou stream that winding flows Around Eliza's dwelling; O mem'ry! spare the cruel thoes Within my bosom swelling. Condemn'd to drag a hopeless chain And yet in secret languish; To feel a fire in every vein, Nor dare disclose my anguish. Love's veriest wretch, unseen, unknown, I fainmy griefs would cover; The bursting sigh,
From the white-blossom'd sloe my dear Chloris requested A sprig, her fair breast to adorn: No, byHeavens! I exclaim'd, let me perish, if ever I plant in that bosom a thorn!
My heart is sair-I dare natell, My heart is sairfor Somebody; I could wake a winter night For the sake o' Somebody. O-hon! for Somebody! O-hey! for Somebody! I could range the world around, For the sake o' Somebody. Ye Powers that smile on virtuous love, O, sweetly smile on Somebody! Fraeilka danger keep him
Let not Woman e'er complain Of inconstancy in love; Let not Woman e'ercomplain Fickle Man is apt to rove: Look abroad thro' Nature's range, Nature's mighty Law is change, Ladies, would it not seem strange Man should then a monster prove! Mark the winds, and markthe skies, Ocean's ebb, and ocean's flow, Sun and moon