Cornus, the kindest Husband, e're was born,
Still Courts the Spark, that does his Brows adorn.
Invites him home to dine, and fills his Veins,
With the hot Blood, which his dear Doxy drains.
Grandio thinks himself a Beau-Garcon,
Goggles his Eyes, writes Letters up and down;
And with his sawcy Love, plagues all the Town.
While pleas'd to have his Vanity thus fed,
He's caught with G[osnell], that Old Hag a Bed.
John Wilmot 2nd Earl of Rochester(1647–1680)
In defence of Satyr. [by Sir Carr Scroope] ll. 92-100 http://www.lib.utexas.edu/epoetry/wilmotjo.q2d/...
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