Sober Advice from Horace Page 5. But here's his point; A Wench (he cries) for me!

"I never touch a Dame of Quality.

To P [...]l [...]r's Bed no Actress comes amiss,

He courts the whole Personae Dramatis:

He too can say, "With Wives I never sin."

But Singing-Girls and Mimicks draw him in.

Sure, worthy Sir, the Diff'rence is not great,

With whom you lose your Credit and Estate?

This, or that Person, what avails to shun?

What's wrong is wrong, wherever it be done:

The Ease, Support, and Lustre of your Life,

Destroy'd alike with Strumpet, Maid, or Wife.

What push'd poor E[...]s on th' Imperial Whore?

'Twas but to be where CHARLES had been before.

The fatal Steel unjustly was apply'd,

When not his Lust offended, but his Pride:

Too hard a Penance for defeated Sin,

Himself shut out, and Jacob Hall let in.

Suppose that honest Part that rules us all,

Should rise, and say-"Sir Robert! or Sir Paul!

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And that Eqitome of Lewdness, Ellys:

I'll not turn that way, but obferve the Play

Pox, 'tis a tragick Farce of Banks to Day:

Besides, some Irish Wits the Pit invade

With a worse Din than Cat-call Serenade.

I must be gone, let's to Hide-Park repair,

If not good Company, we'll find good Air.

Here with affected Bow and Side-Glass look,

The self-conceited Fool is eas'ly took.

There comes a Spark with fix inTarsels drest,

Charming the Ladies Hearts with dint of Beast

Like Scullers on the Themes with frequent Bow,

They labour, tug, and in their Coaches row;

To meet some fair one, still they wheel about, Till he retires, and then they hurry out.