HE mighty state of Cuckoldom, by Matrimony thrives, THE It is a never failing Portion, paid us by our Wives; It was of Old, As we are told, The Charter of each Nation; The Circumcis'd hard hearted Few, Each jarring Kingdom of the World, in this one point agrees, Thus Cuckoldom, may well be call'd th' united Provinces ; It does invest, With ample Crest, CUCKOLDS are made Grandees of Spain, And they are Alamode of France. The Persian, Few, Mahometan, the Protestant, and Roman, Owe what they are to the Intrigues and Kindness of a Woman; What she's bestow'd, They count no load, Nor think their HORNS Oppression; For sure no Sot can be so blind, As to esteem a Wife unkind, That largely adds to his Possession. Yet some will call poor Cuckolds Beasts, and range them in three Classes, The Goat-Cuckolds, the Ram-Cuckolds, and we all know they're Asses; The Goats ne'er mind, Their Horns behind, Large Crest the Ram adorns ; Which on his Brow in Terror lies, Hanging in Judgment o'er his Eyes, And Asses take their Ears for HORNS. Α POOR DOOR Cleonice thy Garlands tear, And bind thy loose dishevel'd Hair, Let thy sad Eyes, pay Seas of Tears, The Trees a duller Green have worn, The tender Flocks their Pasture mourn, And bleat a sadder Moan : The Birds that did frequent these Groves, And all that once smil'd on our Loves, VOL. IV. Ꮓ A İ C OME Fair one be kind, you never shall find, Come Fair one be kind, you never shall find, A Fellow so fit for a Lover : The World shal! view my Passion for you, The World shall view, my Passions for you, |