<p>WHEN Cupid open'd Shop, the Trade he chose<lb/> Was just the very one you might suppose.<lb/> Love keep a shop?-his trade, Oh! quickly name!<lb/> A Dealer in tobacco- Fie for shame!<lb/> No Less than true, and set aside all joke,<lb/> From oldest time he ever dealt in Smoke;<lb/> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac078"/> Than Smoke, no other thing he sold, or made;<lb/> Smoke all the substance of his stock in trade;<lb/> His Capital all Smoke, Smoke all his store,<lb/> 'Twas nothing else; but Lovers ask no more=<lb/> And thousands enter daily at his door!<lb/> Hence it was ever, and it e'er will be<lb/> The trade most suited to his faculty:-<lb/> Fed by the vapours of their heart's desire,<lb/> No other foos his Votaries require;<lb/> For, that they seek- the Favour of the Fair,<lb/> Is unsubstantial as the Smoke and air.</p> <p>AMORES et deliciae maturè, et celeriter deflorescunt. -CICERO pro. M.Cael.<lb/> OMNIA speramus, promissaque vana fovemus<lb/> Molliter: et faciles ad nova vota sumus.<lb/> Intereà totum paupertas possidet aevum,<lb/> Caecaque volvendo somnia, vita perit. -DANIEL HEYNS.</p> <p>Love.<lb/> -THE cherish'd Fire,<lb/> WHich blindly creeps through every vein and dries<lb/> The fluent blood, whence grosser vapours rise,<lb/> Sadding the soul with fearful phantasies.<lb/> It is to be all made of fantasy,<lb/> All made of Passion, and all made of wishes;<lb/> All adoration, duty, and observance;<lb/> All humbleness, all patience, and impatience;<lb/> All purity, all trial, all obedience. -SHAKESPEARE.<lb/> LOVE reigns a very tyrant in my heart,<lb/> Attended on his throne by all his guards<lb/> Of furious wishes, fears and nice suspicions. -OTWAY.<lb/> O MIGHTY Love! from thy unbounded power,<lb/> How shall the human bosom rest secure?<lb/> How shall our thoughts avoid the various snares?<lb/> Or Wisdom to our cautioned soul declare<lb/> The different shapes thou pleasest to employ,<lb/> When bent to hurt, and certain to destroy!-SOLOMON.<lb/> THERE'S nothing half so sweet in Life as Love's young DREAM. -MOORE.</p> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac079"/> <p>Love and Hope.<lb/> I HAVE heard many say:<lb/> Love lives on Hope; they knew not what they said.<lb/> Hope is Love's Happiness, but not its Life.<lb/> How many hearts have nourished a vain flame-<lb/> In silence and in secret, though they knew<lb/> They fed the scorching fire that would consume them. -L.E.L.<lb/> LIGHTER than air Hope's summer visions die;<lb/> If but a fleeting cloud obscure the sky;<lb/> If but a beam of sober reason play,<lb/> Lo! fancy's fairy fros-work melts away.-ROGERS.</p> <p>SIR KENELM DIGBY, in his Private Memoirs, makes a lover say, ''I will go to the<lb/> other world to preach to damned souls that their pains are but imaginary ones, in <lb/> respect of them that live in the hell of love.''-P.38.<lb/> LOVE is a species of Melancholy.-BURTON.<lb/> Cure for Love.<lb/> MRS.CARTER was for half an hour one evening entirely in love with a Dutchman;<lb/> and the next morning she took a dose of algebra fasting, which she says<lb/> entirely cured her. -Memoirs, vol. I. p. 36-7.</p> <p>Love and Legislation.<lb/> STRANGE, and passing strange, that the relation between the two Sexes, the Passion<lb/> of Love, in short, should not be taken into deeper consideration by our Teachers<lb/> and our Legislators.<lb/> People educate and legislate as if there was no such thing in the World: but ask<lb/> the Priest, ask the Physician- let them reveal the amount of Moral and Physical<lb/> results from this one cause.<lb/> Must love be always discussed in blank verse, as if it were a thing to be played<lb/> in Tragedies or sung in Songs-a subject for pretty Poems and wicked Novels, and<lb/> Welfare and Eternal Salvation? Must Love be ever treated with profaneness, as a mere<lb/> illusion ? or with coarseness, as a mere impulse? or with fear, as a mere disease? or <lb/> with shame, as a mere weakness? or with levity, as a mere accident? Whereas it is<lb/> Morality, and Happiness-mysterious, universal, inevitable as Death. Why, then, should<lb/> Love be treated less seriously than Death? It is as serious a thing. -MRS. JAMESON.</p> <pb n="uiuc_83931c29eep_fac080"/> <p>WHO fearst outragious Vulcans damned ire,<lb/> And wouldst be safe from night-surprising fire;<lb/> Put out the flame, the smoaking snuffe suppresse,<lb/> Least from the smoake the fire it selfe redresse;<lb/> For fire is next to smoake, and oft its seene,<lb/> That reaking snuffe a blazing fire hath beene.<lb/> Who feares the damned fire of inward lust,<lb/> And Cupids flames, observe this rule he must.<lb/> Hearts concupiscene, 'fore it's vehement,<lb/> Looke that in words he suffer't not to vent;<lb/> For words are smoake of burning hearts desire;<lb/> Smother his words, he needs not feare the fire:<lb/> But otherwayes a wanton complement,<lb/> Doth blow his fire, and makes him give consent.<lb/> FARLIE'S Emblems.</p>

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