The New Hampshire Gazette And Historical Chronicle

The following Piece is inserted at this time by the Desire of several LADIES in the Bloom of Life -- may it have the desir'd Effect, and give the dry, dull, drowzy Batchelors a Start, that they may feel those Joys and Raptures there represented.

To the PRINTER.

Please to insert the following in your next Paper, and you'll oblige your constant Female Readers.

WHAT charms has the dull, stupid, sauntering life, of a Batchelor, above that of a married man? what are his advantages? where is the joy of living on the earth, without having any one place in it, that he can call his home. What pleasure is there in a selfish unconcern for all the world? what comfort in having none concerned or interested for you?

The dry, dull, drowzy Batchelor surveys
Alternate joyless nights and lonesome days;
No tender transports wake his sullen breast,
No soft endearments lull his cares to rest:
Stupidly free from nature's tend'rest ties.
Lost in his own sad Self he lives and dies.

Not so the man to whom indulgent heaven,
That tender bosom friend, a Wife has given:
Him blest in her kind arms no fears dismay.
--No secret checks of guilt his joys allay,
No husband wrong'd, no virgins honor soil'd,
No tender parent weeps his ruin'd child,
No foul disease, nor fame embrac'd is here.
The joys are safe, the raptures are sincere.

Does fortune smile? how grateful must it prove
To tread life's pleasing round with one you love?
Or does she frown with one whose softening art
Will sooth your woes, or bear a willing part?

Forgive us, gentlemen, this tart of poetry; the warmness of our hearts, occasioned the elevation of our stile: but if we have said, nothing but what is true, nothing but what is just and reasonable, we hope the strikingness of the contrast, and the strength of the sentiment, will co-operate together to make you ashamed of yourselves; and as the first fruits of your repentance, throw yourselves at our feet, and with humble and contrite hearts, confess your past follies, and joyfully embrace the forgiveness which tender bosoms will undoubtedly be disposed to favour you with.