A PARODY on the CAUTION:
Addressed to C. A., Author of the Caution
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By an Old Friend:
Bethink thee, gloomy CHARLES in time,
The present Hour enjoy.
Nor idly sportless waste your Prime,
Nor check one rising Joy.
Let Beauties gay allurements please,
Nor guard your Heart from snare,
For thought her Sweets may bring Disease,
You’ll want a Doctor’s care.
Still let the jovial Charms of Wine,
Your Soul’s delight enhance,
’Till all the Tapers DOUBLY shine,
And flooring seems to dance.
Let Pleasure’s footsteps guide your way,
And where she leads pursue,
Though VENUS slippery Tricks should Play,
Still *HERMES is in view.
Of Her possessed, in her you’ll find,
Raptures of highest taste,
While He in each complaint unkind,
To heal will always haste.