Mary Wortley Montagu (Мэри Уортли Монтегю)

Epithalamium

Since you, Mr. H**d, will marry black Kate,
Accept of good wishes for that blessed state:
May you fight all the day like a dog and a cat,
And yet ev'ry year produce a new brat.
Fal la!

May she never be honest -- you never be sound;
May her tongue like a clapper be heard a mile round;
Till abandon'd by joy, and deserted by grace,
You hang yourselves both in the very same place.
Fal la! 

1. The Fourth Ode of the First Book of Horace Imitated
2. Epigram, 1734
3. Ballad, on a Late Occurrence
4. Epistle to Lord Hervey on the King's Birthday from the Country
5. An Elegy on Mrs. Thompson

John Stagg (Джон Стэгг) Epithalamium ("HAIL! Hymen, thou propitious god of joy")

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