Poetical recreations consisting of original poems, songs, odes, &c. with several new translations : in two parts / part I, occasionally written by Mrs. Jane Barker, part II, by several gentlemen of the universities, and others.

TO CLARINDA. A SONG.

I.

TEmpt me not with your Face that's fair, Nor Lips and Cheeks, though red; I neither prize them, nor your Hair, Which in its Curls is laid. Nor value I your Pencils fame, For Nature it exceeds; And Lillies do your Beauties stain, Roses your Lips and Cheeks.

II.

Nor prize I your Seraphick Voice, That like an Angel sings; Though if I were to take my choice, I would have all these things. But if that you wou'd have me love, You must be true as Steel; Or else in vain my Heart you move, Your Charms I cannot feel.

III.

But since, fair Nymph, you're fickle grown, I'll change too with the Wind; Sometimes in Storms of Love I'll frown, Sometimes be calm and kind. My Proteus Love shall frown and play, As subtle Foxes doe; Till they have seiz'd th' unwary Prey, But then shall kill like you.

IV.

A Courtier's Tongue for Flattery, A Poet's Brain for Wit; A Womans Breast for Treachery, For my designs I'll get. Then through the silly Female flock, I cunningly will rove; Thus, thus for once I'll try my luck, To get their Hate or Love.