The squire himself was seen to yield, And ev'n the captain quit the field. [Illustration: "_By turns a slattern or a belle._"—_p._ 232. ] Poor madam, now condemn'd to hack The rest of life with anxious Jack, Perceiving others fairly flown, Attempted pleasing him alone. Jack soon was dazzled to behold Her present face surpass the old: With modesty her cheeks are dyed; Humility displaces pride; For tawdry finery is seen A person ever neatly clean; No more presuming on her sway, She learns good-nature every day; Serenely gay, and strict in duty, Jack finds his wife a perfect beauty. * * * * * THE GIFT. TO IRIS, IN BOW STREET, COVENT GARDEN. IMITATED FROM THE FRENCH. Say, cruel Iris, pretty rake, Dear mercenary beauty, What annual offering shall I make Expressive of my duty? My heart, a victim to thine eyes, Should I at once deliver, Say, would the angry fair one prize The gift, who slights the giver? A bill, a jewel, watch, or toy, My rivals give—and let 'em; If gems or gold impart a joy, I'll give them—when I get 'em. I'll give—but not the full-blown rose, Or rose-bud more in fashion: Such short-lived off'rings but disclose A transitory passion. I'll give thee something yet unpaid, Not less sincere than civil,— I'll give thee—ah! too charming maid!— I'll give thee—to the Devil. THRENODIA AUGUSTALIS, SACRED TO THE MEMORY OF HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCESS DOWAGER OF WALES. ADVERTISEMENT. (The following may more properly be termed a compilation than a poem. It was prepared for the composer in little more than two days; and may therefore rather be considered as an industrious effort of gratitude than of genius. In justice to the composer it may likewise be right to inform the public that the music was composed in a period of time equally short.) OVERTURE.—_A solemn Dirge._ _Air.—Trio._ Arise, ye sons of worth, arise, And waken every note of woe! When truth and virtue reach the skies, 'Tis ours to weep the want below. CHORUS. _When truth and virtue, &c._