mmimmmmmtmtm BEAUTY: OR, THE ART of CHARMING. ( Price One Shilling. ) 7 . ]r BEAUT Y: O R T H E Art of Charmins:. POEM. Ce qui me touche en elle^ c eft Jon ftlence^ fa Modeftie^ fa Retraite^ [on travail ajfidti^ fin hiduftrie pour les Ouirrages de laine ^ de broderie^ fin Application a conduire toute la Maifin de fin Pere depuis que fa Mere eft morte^ fin mepris des vainer pa- rures, toubli &' /' ignorance meme qui paroit en elk de fa Beaute. ilue jeferois heureuXy fe jepajfois fna vie avec elle ! T E L E M A O U E. LONDON: Printed for Lawton Gil liver at Homers Head againft St. Dmjians Church in Flettfireet, Mdccxxxv. ( Price One Shilling. ) 4. 1 kir- -'.*■' fi-^^.^ ^^te^ i.^jLA io !•>■ i V BEAUTY OR, THE ART of CHARMING. HAT gives the Maiden Blufli its lo\ e- lieft Dye, Charms in a Smile, or wounds us from an Eye, The Mufe fhall fing. Attend and learn, ye Fair, The Heart of Man refiftlefs to enfnare. O Hartford! born with every Female Charm The Eye to ra villi, or the Heart to warm : Fair in thy Form, ftill fairer in thy Mind ; With Beauty Wifdom ; Senfe with Sweetnefs join'd : B Great 0».Ji!3t3iLSo 4 V [2] Great without Pride, and lovely without Art, Your Looks Good-nature, Words Good-fenfe impart. Thus form'd to charm, O deign to hear the Song, Whofe beft, whofe fweetefl; Strains to you belong. Beauty! Thou fweet Reformer of Mankind ! Polifh'd by thee the Clown becomes refin'd • The Haughty humble, and the Rude well-bred, The Tim'rous valiant, and the Bold afraid. Chear'd by thy Smiles the Wretch forgets his Woe, And from thy Frowns our tendered Sorrows flow. Aw'd in thy Prefence Fops and Smarts forbear, With Jeil obfcene to wound the modeft Ear. For thee the Warrior bears the rough Campaign, Nor knows to tremble but at thy Difdain. Infpir'd by thee our latent Worth appears, A brave Ambition lires our early Years To rife in Merit, or polite to lliine, And all our greateft, worthieft Deeds are Thine. What is this Beauty ? What this wond'rous Pow'r, Which all Mankind in various Forms adore ? Love fure an Image paints in every Breafr, And each Purfues the Pidure there expreft. Th e > [3] The Fair, the Black, the Brown, all have their Charm Their different Beauties different Bofoms warm. Where lies this Charm ? — Alas, not in the Skin ; The Life of Beauty rifes from within ; Flows from the Soul, and animates the Breaft, In Words and Anions, Looks and Smiles expreft. What gives Ar delta that refiftlefs Grace ? Nor Rofe nor Lilly's Bloom idorns her Face. True ; but who fees her fmile, or hears her fpeak, Finds there are Charms that dwell not in the Cheek. While fee Lavinia: there the fparkhng Eye, The Rofe and Lilly in their faireft Die, With all the Charms of Face and Shape unite In vain : her Affedlation fpoils them quite. And who but fees or hears her one half Hour, Finds Red and White are but of feeble Power. Learn then this Truth, of Confequence to know Good-fenfe will give the homelieft Face to elow • To glow with Charms intrinfically bright, Fair to the Mind, tho' homely to the Sight. Without it Clois Lip, young Floras Cheek, And delias Eye, in vain Admirers feek : Without 4 [4] Without it fair Califta long has mourn'd A Maid, ftill wond'ring why her Charms are fcorn'd. Whence but from want of This to guide aright, So many lliock us, aiming to delight. Titteria thinks to laugh's a Sign of Wit, Hence every Word is follow'd by a Fit : Her Face, in which fome Charms might elfe be feen, Is conftantly diftorted with a Grin. This Indecorum fage Prudera fees, And ftrives with ftiffen'd Gravity to pleafe. In mimick Modefty demure Ihe ftands, Her Apron-ftrings fupport her folded Hands. Kor Smile nor Frown her equal Vifage wears, AiFededly unmov'd with all Ihe hears. The fond Pigmalion who makes her his Wife, Muft beg the Gods to give his Statue Life. But fee FUrtilla ; pretty little Thing ! Always in Adion; flutter, dance, and fmg, Laugh, ogle, fmile, and bow, and prate, and tea2:e ; Poor little Poppet how it ftrives to pleafe! And fine Emilia too ; fo fair her Form, That all Ihe fays, and all Ihe does muft Charm ; And I. > [5] And one would think fo : But fo nice her Care To fpeak, to move, with a peculiar Air; So foft, fo languifliing, fo neat, fo prim, The pretty Fool is feen in every Limb. But Ihun Extreams. Blowzella wants no Charm Of Wit, or Face, the Heart of Man to warm. But file's fo over-free, fo over-plain. So unpolite, fo awkward, fo ungain. So much above all Thought or Care of Drefs^ So much a Blowze, fo very much a Bejs^ That did not WiUiam follow when Ihe goes, The World might think my Lady, JViUianis Spoufe. Some hope to charm (forbear the vain Pretence) With Learning, Wit, and more than common Senfe. Deep read in Miftery and holy Writ, They dearly love to pofe a poor Man's Wit : Queftion on Queftion wildly they propound, Till, with the World, their giddy Heads turn round. Study Sir IJaac at the Paftry School, And make Mince-Pies by Mathematick Rule. Know every Art, and every Science teach, Of nothing ignorant — but how to Stitch. C Forgive 4 [6] Forgive the Mufe, who owns the Female Mind Is doubly fair with K.nowledge when refin'd; Doubly engaging to a Man of Senfe ; She only bids — beware the falfe Pretence. But various Paflions Female Minds engage, - Some, fcorning Thefe, a War with Learning wage : A modifh Ignorance with Pride confefs. And hate all Arts but the dear Art of Drefs. Their Hopes to charm in Paint and Powder lie, In Gold, in Diamonds, and Embroidery. Before the Toilet fit from Morn to Night, Then rife from Bettys Hands divinely Bright. Ah learn, ye Fair, your native Charms to prize I The more you drefs, you but the more difguife: Leave to the Beaus your pretty prinking Art, Of late fo zealous to ufurp the Part. Thus far the Mufe unwilling has purfu'd A Task ungrateful, but of general Good. Juft touch'd your Foibles with a gentle Hand, Too kind to lalli, too young to reprimand : Blam'd your wrong Conduct only to excite To what is really charming, virtuous, right. But \. C 7 3 But is your Art, fage Mailer, only taught From the falfe Condud:, and the vicious Drauaht^ Are juft Examples in this Age fo rare, As none are found that might engage the Fair ? O yes! from Thefe the Mufe her Precepts draws, Her Art llie borrows hence, and hence her Laws. Turn then, ye Fair, from Pi6lures you defpife, And here with Emulation fix your Eyes. See lovely S-ym-r, charming to the Sight, Her Face, her Shape, her Smile, Mankind's Delight.' But tho' adorn'd with each external Grace, Soft blooming Beauty blufliing in her Face; Tho' all the Graces fparkle in her Eyes ; Tho' Love in Ambufli on her Bofom lies ; Yet Thefe not half her Charms : her fnowy Breaft Is doubly fair, fair Virtue is its Gueft. Good-nature gives her Eyes to lliine more brio^ht The fweet Complexion of her Soul is white: White with chafte Innocence, and Peace ferene And all her Charms are heighten'd from within. See beauteous Sh-ts-ry, eminently bright, At once our Admiration and Delight. An 4 [8] An eafy Smile adorns her lovely Mien ; Gay fparkling Beauty in her Eyes is feen. But fearch within : their Charm they borrow thence . Good-nature forms the Smile, the Look Good-fenfe. With Rapture fee all Nature's Graces meet, In R "Im - ^'s beauteous Frame, and fhine compleac Refin'd from Heaven with all that's fair and good ; And warm'd with all the Charms of Flefh and Blood , Such melting Sweetnefs, fuch a Heaven of Love Again might tempt, but ne'er would yield to Jove. But fee, fuperior to the linefl: Pen, gj^-j^-rj, the Darling both of Gods and Men. So fair her Mind, her Angel Form fo bright, 'Tis hard to fay which gives us moft delight: Each heightens each ; in both th' engagmg Power So fweetly mixt, that neither can have more. But Thefe inimitable : here you view Th' united Force of Senfe and Beauty too ; Divine Conjunction ! and fupream in each, All may admire, but few can hope to reach. And thus the Charms of Fe'ature when combin'd With Virtue, Senfe, and Beauties of the; Mind, Are v fv' [9] Are lovely then indeed we muft confefs^ But 'tis to thefe they owe their Lovelinefs : And thefe our Art wou'd teach: If blefl; with thefe, Or Fair, or Brown, you all have Charms to pleafe. Has Heaven then to your Form not been fo kind, Mourn not the Lofs : adorn your felf with Mind. From thence a Source of various Charms fliall rife, More amiable than Lips, or Cheeks, or Eyes. What is the blooming Tin6lure of a Skin, To Peace of Mind ? To Harmony within ? What the bright Sparkling of the fineft Eye, To the foft Soothing of a calm Reply ? Can Comelinefs of Form, or Shape, or Air, With Comelinefs of Words and Deeds compare ? No : Thofe at firfl: th' unwary Heart may gain, But Thefe, Thefe only can that Heart retain. Florella, bleft with every outward Grace, Shape, Air, Complexion, and a beauteous Face, Had long imperial Tyranny maintain'd O'er gentle Damon, and his Suit difdain'd. D Vain ^<^ C 10 ] Vain of her Charms {lie thought his Heart her own, Thought Life and Death was in her Smile or Frown ; And oft when tendered: Words told how he lov'd, The fair Coquet was but with Laughter mov'd ; Thought his fond Sighs the Tribute of her Beauty, And all his Love no more than juft his Duty. Nor car'd to Pleafe, nor fought to heal his Smart, Fond of the Power to tantalize his Heart. O what the Pangs which flighted Lovers feel, Thofe who have felt them only can reveal ! Damon, unable to conceal his Grief, In Silence and Retirement fought Relief Convers'd no more; refus'd or Food or Reft, The foft Difeafe ftill growing in his Breaft. What fliall he do? The vain imperious Fair, Nor hears his Love, nor feels his tender Care. Regardlefs of his Woe, new Vows receives, Proud of the Pleafure, and the Pain llie gives. One Day all penfive leaning on his Arm^ In Fancy fondly viewing every Charm, Appears \ f.* Appears a Sifter of the lovely Dame, His bofom Friend, Carijfa was her Name. Carijfa, neither bleft with Charms of Face, Nor Shape, nor Air, nor any outward Grace Yet fhines a Beauty, purely from within, There are the Loves, and there the Graces feen. Mild as the gentle Breath of blooming May, Sweet as its Flowers, and chearful as its Day. Yet foft CompafTion oft bedew'd her Eyes, Her Breaft at others Grief wou'd heave with Sisfhs. No envious Paflions mov'd her Hate or Spleen, Her Heart was friendly, and her Soul ferene. Pleas'd in her felf, ihe feem'd no Care to know, But the foft Pain of pitying others Woe. To Her, his well-known Friend, the Youth addreft. Told all his Grief, his tender Flame confeft ; Beg'd her Afliftance powerful to perfwade, And move to Pity the relentlefs Maid. Griev'd with his Grief, the tender Fair comply 'd, A thoufand ways to gain her Sifter try'd • Now ^ [ 12] Now urg'd his Worth, and now his Wealth to mov^, But more than all the reft his tender Love. In vain ; the fluttering Beauty ftill denies, Nor hears CariJJas Words, nor Damons Sighs. This when ilie told, transfix'd with Grief he flood, The lilent Tears run down a trickling Flood. Health, Strength, and Beauty, leave his manly Frame, And ghaftly Sicknefs, pale and meagre came. A real Fever now his Veins pofTeft, And deeper Anguilli feiz'd upon his Breaft. Touch'd to the Soul, Carijfa, tender Maid, All Means of Comfort and Relief effay'd. Now feeds with flattering Hopes of kind Return, Now fortifies his Mind againft her Scorn; Prepares his Medicines, or diredls his Food, With all the friendly Offices of Good. Long time he languiflit, but to eafe her Toil, Returning Health at length began to fmile ; And with his Health his Reafon too Return'd, No more his Breaft for vain FloreJla burn'd. His V w ( n J His Eyes now open, from blind Paflion clear, ^ The Beauties of Cariffa all appear ; Fair to the Mind, agreeable to Sight, Love, Reafon, Virtue, in her Caufe unite. With fecret Pleafure flie perceived the Change, Yet fuch her Modefty, Ihe thought it ftrange : Unconfcious of the Beauties of her Soul, She fear'd FloreUas Eyes might ftill controul. When thus young Damon "O thou lovely Fair ! " Hear now my Love, and now my Reafon hear ; " Where has that Love, and where that Reafon been, " That thy fair Charms till now were never feen ? " Strange Blindnefs! Folly 1 — O believe it true, " What Beauty was till now I never knew, " Nor what was Love. 'Twas Madnefs all-enraging, " A Mutiny of wild Defires engaging. 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