[But some do hold in times of old, That those about to wed, Spent not the night, nor yet the light, By fire, or in the bed.] 22. They only meant to say they sent A man to choose a bride; Isaac was so, but let me know, If any one beside. 23. Men don't pretend to trust a friend To choose him sheep or cows; Much more a wife whom all his life He does expect to house. 24. Sence it doth stand each one in hand To happyfy his life; I would advise each to be wise, And choose a prudent wife. 25. Sence bundling is not a thing That judgment will procure; Go on young men and bundle then, But keep your bodies pure. Since this work went to press we have been favored, by one of our antiquarian friends in Massachusetts, with a copy of another poetical blast against the practice of bundling. It was written in the latter part of the last, or the first decade of the present century, by a learned and distinguished clergyman settled in Bristol county, Massachusetts, who was a graduate of Harvard University, and a doctor of divinity. The original manuscript from which our copy is made, is very carefully written out, with corrections apparently of a later date, and now undoubtedly appears for the first time in printed form. A POEM AGAINST BUNDLING._Dedicated to ye Youth of both Sexes_. 1. Hail giddy youth, inclined to mirth, To guilty amours prone, Come blush with me, to think and see How shameless you are grown. 2. 'Tis not amiss to court and kiss, Nor friendship do we blame, But bundling in, women with men, Upon the bed of shame; 3. And there to lay till break of day, And think it is no sin, Because a smock and petticoat Have chance to lie between. 4. Such rank disgrace and scandal base, All modest youth will shun, For 'twill infest, like plague or pest, And you will be undone. 5. Let boars and swine lie down and twine, And grunt, and sleep, and snore, But modest girls should not wear tails Nor bristles any more. 6. Let rams the sheep mount up and leap, Without restraint or blame, But will young men act just like them; Oh, 'tis a burning shame! 7. It is not strange that horses range Unfettered to the last, But youthful lusts in fetters must Be chained to virtue fast. 8. Dogs and bitches wear no breeches, Clothing for man was made, Yet men and women strip to their linen, And tumble into bed. 9. Yes, brutal youth, it is the truth, Your modesty is gone, And could you blush, you'd think as much, And curse what you have done. 10. To have done so some years ago, Was counted more disgrace Than 'tis of late to propagate A spurious bastard race. 11. Quit human kind and herd with swine, Confess yourself an whore; Go fill the stye, there live and die, Or never bundle more.