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No cheerful breeze this sullen region knows, The dreaded East is all the wind that blows. Two handmaids wait the throne: The fair ones feel such maladies as these, When each new night-dress gives a new disease.

Alexander Pope: El rizo robado, Canto IV

Now glaring fiends, and snakes on rolling spires, Pale spectres, gaping tombs, and purple fires: Now lakes of liquid gold, Elysian scenes, And crystal domes, and angels in machines. Here living teapots stand, one arm held out, One bent; the handle this, and that the spout: Who rule the sex to fifty from fifteen: Hear me, and touch Belinda with chagrin; That single act gives half the world the spleen.


A wondrous bag with both her hands she binds, Like that where once Ulysses held the winds; There she collects the force of female lungs, Sighs, sobs, and passions, and the war of tongues.

A vial next she fills with fainting fears, Soft sorrows, melting griefs, and flowing tears. The Gnome rejoicing bears her gifts away, Spreads his black wings, and slowly mounts to day.


Belinda burns with more than mortal ire, And fierce Thalestris fans the rising fire. Methinks already I your tears survey, Already hear the horrid things they say, Already see you a degraded toast, And all your honour in a whisper lost! How shall I, then, your helpless fame defend? Sooner shall grass in Hyde Park Circus grow, And wits take lodgings in the sound of Bow; Sooner let earth, air, sea, to chaos fall, Men, monkeys, lap-dogs, parrots, perish all!

She said; then raging to Sir Plume repairs, And bids her beau demand the precious hairs: Rizp Umbriel, hateful gnome! See the poor remnants of these slighted hairs!


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These, in two sable ringlets taught to break, Once gave new beauties to the snowy neck. Oh hadst thou, cruel!

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