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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=426332" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Beautiful Young Nymph Going To Bed</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Corinna, Pride of Drury-Lane,<br>For whom no Shepherd sighs in vain;<br>Never did Covent Garden boast<br>So bright a batter'd, strolling Toast;<br>No drunken Rake to pick her up,<br>No Cellar where on Tick to sup;<br>Returning at the Midnight Hour;<br>Four Stories climbing to her Bow'r;<br>Then, seated on a three-legg'd Chair,<br>Takes off her artificial Hair: <br>Now, picking out a Crystal Eye,<br>She wipes it clean, and lays it by.<br>Her Eye-Brows from a Mouse's Hide,<br>Stuck on with Art on either Side,<br>Pulls off with Care, and first displays 'em, <br>Then in a Play-Book smoothly lays 'em.<br>Now dextrously her Plumpers draws,<br>That serve to fill her hollow Jaws.<br>Untwists a Wire; and from her Gums<br>A Set of Teeth completely comes.<br>Pulls out the Rags contriv'd to prop<br>Her flabby Dugs and down they drop.<br>Proceeding on, the lovely Goddess<br>Unlaces next her Steel-Rib'd Bodice;<br>Which by the Operator's Skill, <br>Press down the Lumps, the Hollows fill,<br>Up hoes her Hand, and off she slips<br>The Bolsters that supply her Hips.<br>With gentlest Touch, she next explores<br>Her Shankers, Issues, running Sores,<br>Effects of many a sad Disaster;<br>And then to each applies a Plaster.<br>But must, before she goes to Bed,<br>Rub off the Daubs of White and Red;<br>And smooth the Furrows in her Front,<br>With greasy Paper stuck upon't.<br>She takes a Bolus e'er she sleeps;<br>And then between two Blankets creeps.<br>With pains of love tormented lies;<br>Or if she chance to close her Eyes,<br>Of Bridewell and the Compter dreams,<br>And feels the Lash, and faintly screams;<br>Or, by a faithless Bully drawn,<br>At some Hedge-Tavern lies in Pawn;<br>Or to Jamaica seems transported,<br>Alone, and by no Planter courted;<br>Or, near Fleet-Ditch's oozy Brinks,<br>Surrounded with a Hundred Stinks,<br>Belated, seems on watch to lie,<br>And snap some Cull passing by;<br>Or, struck with Fear, her Fancy runs<br>On Watchmen, Constables and Duns,<br>From whom she meets with frequent Rubs;<br>But, never from Religious Clubs;<br>Whose Favour she is sure to find,<br>Because she pays them all in Kind.<br>CORINNA wakes. A dreadful Sight!<br>Behold the Ruins of the Night!<br>A wicked Rat her Plaster stole,<br>Half eat, and dragged it to his Hole.<br>The Crystal Eye, alas, was miss'd;<br>And Puss had on her Plumpers piss'd.<br>A Pigeon pick'd her Issue-Peas;<br>And Shock her Tresses fill'd with Fleas.<br>The Nymph, tho' in this mangled Plight,<br>Must ev'ry Morn her Limbs unite.<br>But how shall I describe her Arts<br>To recollect the scatter'd Parts?<br>Or show the Anguish, Toil, and Pain,<br>Of gath'ring up herself again? <br>The bashful Muse will never bear<br>In such a Scene to interfere.<br>Corinna in the Morning dizen'd,<br>Who sees, will spew; who smells, be poison'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Submitted by Andrew Mayers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jonathan+Swift">Jonathan Swift</a><div class=q>
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For whom no Shepherd sighs in vain;
Never did Covent Garden boast
So bright a batter'd, strolling Toast;
No drunken Rake to pick her up,
No Cellar where on Tick to sup;
Returning at the Midnight Hour;
Four Stories cli..."></div>
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