That to each other, more and more, Endeared we may grow: 4 Until our frail imperfect love From things below to things above, 5 Betwixt us let 'no jarrs be found, 6 Preserve me from those peevish tricks, Which merit Scorn or Hate, From all those Humours of my Sex, Which Wise-men's love abate. 7 Let this in mind be always had, My Husband to prefer, The Woman for the Man was made, And not the Man for Her. 8 And that my heart may not despise His pleasure to fulfil; Let his commands be just and wise, Discreet, and Loving, still. XXI. CONJUGAL DUTY. FROM LOVE'S TRIALS. 1 COULD I a thousand sceptres sway, 2 Or were I plac'd in highest state, XXII. THE PARENT. From the Dramatic Pastoral of Arcadia. 1 WITH joy the Parent loves to trace 2 While active sons, with eager flame, XXIII. FEW HAPPY MATCHES. BY DR. WATTS. 1 SAY, mighty Love, and aid my song, Whose yielding hearts and joining hands, 2 Not the wild herds of nymphs and swains, Ivies and oaks may grow and twine, 3 Not sordid souls of earthly mould, So two rich mountains of Peru May rush to wealthy marriage too, 4 Not minds of melancholy strain, 5 Nor can the soft endearments hold 6 Nor let the cruel fetters bind A gentle to a savage mind, For love abhors the sight: Loose the fierce tiger from the deer, Rise and forbid delight. 7 Two kindest souls alone must meet; XXIV. JOHN AND SUSAN. BY THE REV, C. BUCKLE. JOHN. COME hither sweet Susan, and by me sit down," Let's consult how soon wedlock shall make thee For my own, you are my true love, my joy and my dear, 1 prithee, Love, let us be married this year. SUSAN. I pray honest John, do not think of such things, For marriage both trouble and care with it brings, |