The Seasons.

Public Advertiser (9 July 1777).

Rev. John Ball

Five anapestic quatrains on a changeable young woman. This Irish lyric would seem to be one of the myriad of eighteenth-century songs contributed to the pastoral ballad series, several of which had developed georgic topics like the turning of the seasons. The "simile" poem was a popular genre of light verse.

Headnote: "Sir, I was in Company the other Day with a Lady, who has a remarkable good Voice, and she being requested to sing was so kind as to favour us with the following Song, written by the Rev. Mr. Ball. If you think it may prove any Entertainment to your Readers, I should be glad you would insert it. J. C., T.C.D."

Young Chloe's as gay as the Spring,
But will change like an April Day;
As rich as the Summer — dear Thing,
And will frolic like Lambkins in MAY.

She's truly good-natur'd and meek,
If you catch her but when she's in Tune,
And if for her Virtues you seek,
They are bright as the Roses in JUNE.

The Flowers of JULY can't compare
To the Fragrance that hangs on her Lip,
Nor the Plenty of AUGUST declare
The Nectar that thence one might sip.

SEPTEMBER'S fine Fruits are more scarce
Than the Fruits of her elegant Mind;
The bright Beer of OCTOBER'S a Farce
To this the most bright of her Kind.

Yet NOVEMBER'S dull Fogs hang about her,
And she'll make the poor Devil remember,
Who finds he cannot live without her,
That her Heart is as cold as DECEMBER.