"Ye Sylphs and Sylphids, to your chief give ear, "Some in the fields of pureft æther play, "And bask, and whiten, in the blaze of day; "Some guide the courfe of wand'ring orbs on high, POPE's Rape of the Lock. PRINTED FOR T. LOWNDES, N°. 77, FLEET-STREET. M.DCC.LXXIX, T is a certain fign of a man's caufe being bad, when he is obliged to quote precedents in the follies of others, to excufe his own. You fee I give up my cause at once. I am convinced I have done a filly thing, and yet I can produce thousands who daily do the fame with, perhaps, not fo good a motive as myself. In fhort, not to puzzle you too much, which I know is extremely irksome to a man who loves to have every thing as VOL. I. B clear clear as a propofition in Euclid; your What will the world fay? How will will wish to be informed how the "fini "ling mifchief" feized me. Well, you fhall have the full and true particulars of the matter how, the time when, and place where. I muft, however, look back. Perhaps I have been too precipi tate I might poffibly have gained the charming maid at a lefs expence than "adamantine everlasting chains."- But the bare idea of lofing her made every former refolution of never being enslaved appear as nothing. Her looks "would warm the cool bofom of age, and tempt an Anchorite to fin. I could have informed you in a much better method, and have led you on through a flowery path; but as all my elaborate sketches must have ended in this difaftrous truth, I am married, I thought it quite as well to let you into that important fecret at once. As I have divided my difcourfe under three heads, I will, according to fome able preachers, begin with the first. I left you as you may remember (though perhaps the burgundy might B 2 have |