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Nor age, nor the changes of life.
Can quench the fair fire ot" love.
If virtue's ingraiu'd in the wife.
And the hulband ha'e fenfe to approve.
Tatis. ' That's wifely faid.
And what he wares that way (hail be wiel paid.
Tho' without a' the little helps of art.
Thy native fweets might gain a prince's heart ;
Yet now, kit in our iiation we offend.
We niuft learn modes to innocence unkend ;
Affcdl att-times to like the thing we hate.
And drap ferenity to keep up ftate ; (fay.
Laugh when we're fad, fpeak when we've nought tm
And, for the fafhion, when we're blyth feem wae;
ray compliments to them we aft ha'e fcorn'd,
Then fcandalize them when their backs are tarn'd»
Piggy- If this is gentry, I had rather be
What I am dill— but I'll be ought wi' thee.
Patie. Na, na, my Peggy, Ibut onlyjelt
Wi' gentry's apes ; for ftill amangft the bell.
Good manners gi'e integrity a bleeze.
When native virtues join the arts to pleafe.
Pff^gy. Since wi' nae hazard, and fae fma' expence!.
My lad frae books can gather ficcan fenfe.
Then why, ah ! why Ihou'd the tempeftuous fea
Endanger thy dear life and frighten me ?
Sir William's cruel, that wad force his fon.
For watna what's, fae greata rifque to run.
Patie. There is nae doubt but travelling does im-
Yet I would fhun it for thy fake, my love : (prove |
But foon as I've fhook aff my landwart caft
In foreign cities, hame to thee t'U hafte.

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