What tho that Codpiece's dimenfion,
Shows fomething was of large extention
Befides, it brought into this Nation,
So Great a thing as Reformation;
And therefore, to our Lady's Eyes,
Can be of no difdainful Size:
Yet if to thine, OC-s! compar'd,
'Tis but a Bauble, by the L--d;
Bottom, tho' fhorten'd by thy Nelly!
AC--piece that would pinch thy Belly!
A Cafe that would not half inclofe
Thy Scepter,all the Kingdom knows:
No! Harry's C--piece must knock under
Thine merits fifty times the wonder
And has ejected twice the Force,
That e'er leap'd out of Trojan Horse;
For tho' thou hadst but one good Wife
To recreate thee in thy Life,
And he had fix yet thou hadst more
Of other Mens, by twice a Score;
Befides more Harlots, to thy Coft,
Than Solomon could ever boaft;
And more Fitz Roys of thy begetting, Than Hall had Peers of his creating.
Go on, brave Cs, and if thy Back, As well as Luft, but holds thee tack, Moft of thy Court,in time, much rather Than call thee King, will call thee Father, For fuch a Crowd of fps D---S, I' With empty Heads and tawny Looks, Will plague thy throne,that all thy Places Must be ingrofs'd by gracelefs Graces; Thy Court be fill'd with B-ft--d Brothers Begot ou mercenary Mothers, Moft kindly taken for their Charms, From Cellars into Monarch's Arms.. So Vapours that from Ditches rife, Change to be Meteors in the Skies.
The witty'st of the wanton Crew, That do by turns thy Luft fubdue, Was fnatch'd from Theater, G-d wot, And rais'd to be the Lord knows what?
Tho' broach'd at fourteen Years of Age
By the Sham-Monarch of the Stage,
That skill'd in Love, the pretty Thing
Might better please a Real King:
For Nelly knows fhe owes the Art
Of W---g, not to C----- but Hart ;
He taught her firft to manage right
The Female Scabbard of Delight:
Which made the Monarch love his Nell
Because she did the Trick fo well.
So airy Filts, train'd up for Cullies,
Are tapp'din Stews by Pimps and Bullies,
And then preferr❜d to wealthy Beds,
For charming highpriz'd Maidenheads.
Another Lafs of Beauteous Feature, Bred up, like N--/l, in the Theatre, Who long had rowl'd her Eyes about, To pick fome Keeping Cully out; Ogl'd the Boxes and the Pit,
Where Noble Lords and Bubbles fit,
Till fhe'd at laft the luck to Charm
A King who ne'er meant Woman harı,
But lov'd the pleafing Spot from whence
He came,because he came from thence
However, as fome People tell us,
Nelly of Molly growing jealous,
Prepar'd a Dose of purging Jallop,'
And gave it to her Sifter Trallup,
That very Night the Royal C---ly
Design'd to exercise his Folly,
With his new Miftrefs, to the Grief
Of Nelly, who was Mifs in Chief.
No fooner had the Princely Lover,
Inflam'd with furious Luft all over,
Bedded his new Theatrick Dame,
To fatiate his falacious Flame,
But giving Moll an am'rous Tumble,
The Harlots Guts began to grumble,
And in the height of all their Sport,
Let fly a very nauseous Flirt,
A Fizzle of a fouler Nature
Than Small-beerGrounds orKennelWa-
Which therefore highly did disgust
The Monarch'sSceptre of his Luft,
And of a fudden gave him reason,
To ftop his Nose against the Treason,
Which in his Noftrils ftunk as hot
As if 't had bee a Powder-Plot:
Nor did the Mischief only readh
The neighb'ring folds of Madam's B---h
But in the sweet Enjoyment flew
All o'er his Royal Dowfers too,
That he was forc'd to fly the Bed,
Much frighted and as much bewray'd,
Leaving poor Mifs, that smelt so strong,
To lie and batt'n in her Dung,
The K-, altho' he honour'd S
As much as any Mortal living,
And lov'd the condefcending Part
Of Lady Fair with all his Heart,
Yet tho' before he was fo fmitten,
When once he found himself b----n,
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