WILLIAM CONGREVE

��432. A Hue and Cry after Fair Amoret

TJAIR Amoret is gone astray A Pursue and seek her, ev'ry lover; I'll tell the signs by which you may The wand'ring Shepherdess discover.

Coquette and coy at once her air,

Both studied, tho' both seem neglected;

Careless she is, with artful care, Affecting to seem unaffected.

With skill her eyes dart ev'ry glance,

Yet change so soon you'd ne'er suspect them,

For she'd persuade they wound by chance, Tho' certain aim and art direct them.

She likes herself, yet others hates

For that which in herself she prizes ;

And, while she laughs at them, forgets She is the thing that she despises.

��JOSEPH ADDISON 433. Hymn

TTHE spacious firmament on high,

• With all the blue ethereal sky,

And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great Original proclaim. Th' unwearied Sun from day to day Does his Creator's power display; And publishes to every land The work of an Almighty hand.

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