. The London magazine, or, Gentleman's monthly intelligencer, Volume 22 . Tbelow \ My heart how it bounds when I hear herBut (ay not its love, for I anfwer no, no. £he flngs me a Cong, and I echo it* (train,Again I cry Jenny, fweet Jenny, again,I kifs her fweet lips, as if there 1 could grow 5lut fay not its love,. Cor I anfwer no, no. She tells me her faults, as fiie fits on my knee,I chide her, and fwear, (he*« an angel to me,My moulder (he taps, and ftill bids me think foj [no no. Who knows but me loves, the fh# anfwer From beauty, and wit, and good Humour,howl [fly Shoud prudence advife, o
. The London magazine, or, Gentleman's monthly intelligencer, Volume 22 . Tbelow \ My heart how it bounds when I hear herBut (ay not its love, for I anfwer no, no. £he flngs me a Cong, and I echo it* (train,Again I cry Jenny, fweet Jenny, again,I kifs her fweet lips, as if there 1 could grow 5lut fay not its love,. Cor I anfwer no, no. She tells me her faults, as fiie fits on my knee,I chide her, and fwear, (he*« an angel to me,My moulder (he taps, and ftill bids me think foj [no no. Who knows but me loves, the fh# anfwer From beauty, and wit, and good Humour,howl [fly Shoud prudence advife, or compel me to Thy bounty, O fortune, make haife tobeftow, And let me defervt her, or ftulTfl fry no. >qIc Pnlical Essays in NO V EMBER, 1753; %if yf^COUNTRY DANCEMathews frighted at the Highwayman,. The firft couple caft off, and the fecond couple lead up to the top at the fame time,and all four hands acrofs quite round ~ j then the top couple cart off> and the firftcouple lead to the top, hands acrofs quite round ~ ; right and left ?? } lead thro* thethird couple, cart up one couple £* \ fet it crofs corners, and your partner E« the firftman go round the fecond woman, and his partner round three men, both mtcTan4turn £* j then round fecond man and third woman meet and turn £•. Poetical Essays/» NOVEMBER, ODE fir bis Ma jestyx Birtb-D*yt 1753. CmfrfeJ by Coliey Cibber, Efc Solo, Boy. AS on the foaring eagles wing,Aloft the linnet joys to ting jSo on the flights of Caefars praifc,The lifted mufe fablimes her , Mr. there be was at once the word,And fuch the work of heaven ;When on the formlefs mafs of nightGreat nature*s Lord From his cceleftial ray, Spontaneous pourM the day,And light prolifick to the world was given. Air, Mr. Savag
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