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English Words made to a Famous Italian Ayre, call'd Scoca puero.

LIfe's short Hours, too fast are hasting
Sweet Amours, can never, never be lasting;
            Care and sorrow,
            May to morrow,
Hinder the dear design of Pleasure,
Nor grant the happy leasure,
To count our darling Treasure;
        Time, time Celia is flying,
        Whilst you are denying,
        Dissolution, and Confusion
        The passing Bell tolling,
        Relations condoling
        Horror will soon be surrounding,
        Nature confounding;
        Make then amends whilst you may,
        My dear for that sad Day,
        Our Loves kind advances,
        Our Songs and our Dances,
Age will conclude, and Amorous trances;
        Beauty with all 'tis charms,
Oh pitty, oh pitty will freez in my Arms.

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Cursory Remarks on some Few, and partilarly the No Beauty of Tunbridge Wells.

      TO shew Tunbridge Wells,
      Other Waters excells,
In the various effects of the blessing;
      I can prove without pain,
      They can work on the Brain,
As well as the Bladder by P——sing.