If such an Author were alive,
How all would for his Friendship strive ;
And come in Crowds to see his Face :
And this she takes to be her Cafe:
Cadenus answer'd ev'ry End,
The Book, the Author, and the Friend.
The utmost her Desires will reach,
Is but to learn what he can teach ;
His Converse, is a System, fit
Alone to fill up all her Wit ;
While ev'ry Passion of her Mind
In him is center'd and confin'd.

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Love can with Speech inspire a Mute;
And taught Vanessa to dispute.
This Topick, never touch'd before,
Display'd her Eloquence the more:
Her Knowledge, with such Pains acquird,
By this new Passion grew inspir’d:
Thro' this she made all Objects pals,

gave a Tincture o'er the Mass :
As Rivers, tho they bend and twine,
Still to the Sea their Course incline :
Or, as Philosophers, who find
Some fav’rite Syftem to their Mind:
In ev'ry Point to make it fit,
Will force all Nature to submit.

CADENUS, who could ne'er suspect
His Lessons would have such Effect,

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Or be so artfully apply'd ;
Insensibly came on her Side:
It was an unforeseen Event,
Things took a Turn he never meartt.
Whoe'er excels, in what we prize,
Appears a Hero to our Eyes ;
Each Girl, when pleas'd with what is taughty
Will have the Teacher in her Thought:
When Miss delights in her Spånnet,
A Fidler may a Fortune get:
A Blockhead with melodious Voice,
In Boarding-Schools can have his Choice :
And oft' the Dancing-Master's Art
Climbs from the Toe to touch the Heart.
In Learning let a Nymph delight,
The Pedant gets a Mistress by't.
Cadenus, to his Grief and Shame,
Cou'd scarce oppose Vanessa's Flame
And tho her Arguments were strong,
At least could hardly wish them wrong.
Howe'er it came, he could not tell,
But sure she never talk'd so well.
His Pride began to interpose;
Preferr'd before a Crowd of Beaux :
So bright a Nymph to come unfought,
Such Wonder by his Merit wrought ;
*Tis Merit must with her prevail,
He never knew her Judgment fail ;
She noted all the ever read,
And had a most diséerning Head.


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'Tis an old Maxim in the Schools,
That Flattery's the Food of Fools ;
Yet now and then your Men of Wit
Will condescend to take a Bit.
So when Cadenus could not hice,
He chose to justify his Pride ;
Conftring the Passion fhe had shown,
Much to her Praise, more to his own.
Nature in him had Merit plac'd ;
In her, a most judicious Tafte.
Love, hitherto a transient Guest,
Ne er held Poffeffion of his Breast
So long attending at the Gate,
Disdain'd to enter in so late,
Love, why do we one Paffion call?
When 'cis a Compound of them all;
Where hot and cold, where sharp and sweet,
In all their Equipages meet :
Where Pleasures mix'd with Pains appear,
Sorrow with Joy, and Hope with Fear;
Wherein his Dignity and Age
Forbid Cadenus to engage :
But Friendship in its greatest Height,
A constant, rational Delight,
On Virtue's Basis fix'd to last,
When Love's Allurements long are past ;
Which gently warms, but cannot burn;
He gladly offers in return;

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His want of Passion will redeem,
With Gratitude, Respect, Esteem:
With that Devotion we bestow,
When Goddesses appear below.

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While thus Cadenus entertains
Vanessa in exalted Strains,
The Nymph, in sober Words, intreats
A Truce with all sublime Conceits :
For why such Raptures, Flights, and Fancies,
To her, who durst not read Romances;
In lofty Style to make Replies,
Which he had taught her to despise.
But when her Tutor will affect
Devotion, Duty, and Respect,
He fairly abdicates his Throne;
The Government is now her own :
He has a Forfeiture incurr'd:
She vows to take him at his Word;
And hopes he will not think it strange,
If both shou'd now their Stations change.
The Nymph will have her Turn, to be
The Tutor; and the Pupil, he;
Tho' she already can discern,
| Her Scholar is not apt to learn;

Or wants Capacity to reach
The Science she designs to teach :
Wherein his Genius was below
The Skill of ev'ry common Beau ;
Who, tho' he cannot spell, is wise
Enough to read a Lady's Eyes ;


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And will each accidental Glance
Interpret for a kind Adyance,

But what Success Vanelltu met,
Is to the World a Secret yet :
Whether the Nymph, to please her Swain,
Talks in a high romantick Strain ;
Or whether he at last descends,
To act with less Seraphick Ends;
Or, to compound the Business, whether
They temper Love and Books together ;
Must never to Mankind be told,
Nor Ahall the conscious Muse unfold.

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Mean time, the mournful Queen of Love
Led but a weary Life above,
She ventures now to leave the Skies,
Grown by Vanessa's Conduct wise :
For, tho' by one perverse Event
Pallas had cross'd her first Intent,
Tho' her Design was not obtain’d,
Yet had the much Experience gain’d;
And by the Project vainly try'd,
Cou'd better now the Cause decide,

She gave due Notice, that both Parties, * Coram Regina prox' die Martis,


** Before the Queen on Tuesday next,

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