John Durant Breval

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John Durant Breval,  The Petticoat: an Heroi-comical Poem (1716)

“ With more than Female Warmth the Nymph caress'd,
And eager Kisses on her Lips impress'd:
The Nymph resisted all that Woman cou'd;
But what avails the Pow'r of Flesh and Blood,
Oppos'd against the Vigour of a God?
Here a white Bull the wily God appears,
And 'midst the Herd his curling Forehead rears;
Europa to a Man the Brute prefer'd,
And wish'd her self a Heifer in the Herd:
To feed her much belov'd, the Grass she pulls,
And around the choicest Flow'rs she culls;
Whilst He, with frisking Leaps, around her plays,
And tho' a Beast, a Heav'nly Form displays.
”
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John Durant Breval,  The Petticoat: an Heroi-comical Poem (1716)

“ Hail Spacious Canopy, spread Heav'nly wide!
What Wonders dost thou show what Wonders hide?
Could I but half thy num'rous Beauties tell,
For ever on the Lovely Theme I'd dwell.
The Canvas here to Nobler Use apply'd,
Shall spread its ample Breadth with envy'd Pride;
Tho' from the Pencil, first, it gain'd a Name,
The Fair have rais'd it to superior Fame.
This Praise, Illustrious Nymph! be justly thine,
This Work alone, proclaims thy Pow'r Divine,
Venus no more shall o'er the Sex preside,
But all adore, who all defects can hide.
”
Source: Wikisource

John Durant Breval,  The Art of Dress: a Poem (1717)

“ Nor could the World compleater Models show;
But cruel Death (ah, Monster, too unkind!)
Has left but half that Conqu'ring Race behind.
Tho' most condemn the Fair that's over-nice,
Too great Neglect is oft an equal Vice:
Th' establish'd Belle some Privilege may take,
Affect loose Airs: and counterfeit the Rake;
May lay the Necklace, and the Drops aside,
Half comb her Locks, and all her Linnen hide;
But no such License is to Those allow'd,
Whose undistinguish'd Forms make up the Crowd.
How plain soe'er you Dress, be throughly clean,
Nor let the Smock be foul, because unseen
”
Source: Wikisource

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