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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=431485" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Tuesday, St. James's Coffee-House</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">SILLIANDER and PATCH.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">THOU so many favours hast receiv'd,<br>Wondrous to tell, and hard to be believ'd,<br>Oh ! H---- D, to my lays attention lend,<br>Hear how two lovers boastingly contend ;<br>Like thee successful, such their bloomy youth,<br>Renown'd alike for gallantry and truth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">St. JAMES's bell had toll'd some wretches in,<br>(As tatter'd riding-hoods alone could sin)<br>The happier sinners now their charms put out,<br>And to their manteaus their complexions suit:<br>The opera queens had finish'd half their faces,<br>And city-dames allready taken places;<br>Fops of all kinds to see the Lion, run;<br>The beauties stay till the first act's begun,<br>And beaux step home to put fresh linen on.<br>No well-dress'd youth in coffee-house remain'd,<br>But pensive PATCH, who on the window lean'd;<br>And SILLIANDER, that alert and gay,<br>First pick'd his teeth, and then began to say.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>SILLIANDER.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why all these sighs? ah! why so pensive grown?<br>Some cause there is that thus you sit alone.<br>Does is her fame,<br>With gentle strugglings let me force this ring ;<br>Another day may give another thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>SILLIANDER.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cou'd say something -- see this billet-doux --<br>And as for presents -- look upon my shoe --<br>These buckles were not forc'd, nor half a theft,<br>But a young Countess fondly made the gift.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>PATCH.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My Countess is more nice, more artful too,<br>Affects to fly that I may fierce pursue :<br>This snuff-box which I begg'd, she still deny'd,<br>And when I strove to snatch it, seem'd to hide ;<br>She laugh'd and fled, and as I sought to seize,<br>With affectation cramm'd it down her stays :<br>Yet hop'd she did not place it there unseen,<br>I press'd her breasts, and pull'd it from between.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>SILLIANDER.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Last night, as I stood ogling of her Grace,<br>Drinking delicious poison from her face,<br>The soft enchantress did that face decline,<br>Nor ever rais'd her eyes to meet with mine ;<br>With sudden art some secret did pretend,<br>Lean'd cross two chairs to whisper to a friend,<br>While the stiff whalebone with the motion rose,<br>And thousand beauties to my sight expose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>PATCH.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Early this morn -- (but I was ask'd to come)<br>I drank bohea in CÆLIA's dressing-room :<br>Warm from her bed, to me alone within,<br>Her night-gown fasten'd with a single pin ;<br>Her night-cloaths tumbled with resistless grace,<br>And her bright hair play'd careless round her face ;<br>Reaching the kettle, made her gown unpin,<br>She wore no waistcoat, and her shift was thin.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>SILLIANDER.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See TITIANA driving to the park,<br>Hark ! let us follow, 'tis not yet too dark ;<br>In her all beauties of the spring are seen,<br>Her cheeks are rosy, and her mantle green.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>PATCH.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See, TINTORETTA to the opera goes!<br>Haste, or the crowd will not permit our bows ;<br>In her the glory of the heav'ns we view,<br>Her eyes are star-like, and her mantle blue.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>SILLIANDER.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What colour does in CÆLIA's stockings shine?<br>Reveal that secret, and the prize is thine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>PATCH.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What are her garters ! tell me if you can;<br>I'll freely own thee for the happier man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Thus PATCH continued his heroic strain,<br>While SILLIANDER but contends in vain.<br>After a conquest so important gain'd,<br>Unrival'd PATCH in ev'ry ruelle reign'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lady+Mary+Wortley+Montagu">Lady Mary Wortley Montagu</a><div class=q>
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THOU so many favours hast receiv'd,
Wondrous to tell, and hard to be believ'd,
Oh ! H---- D, to my lays attention lend,
Hear how two lovers boastingly contend ;
Like thee successful, such their bloomy youth,
Renown'd alike f..."></div>
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