A Letter to a Lady with a Prefent of Turkey Eggs.

To Aurelia.

Poets, all Amorous.

The Deluge, out of Ovid. Protinus aliis, &

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To a Friend in the Country, who complain'd of his Condition

and admir'd High Spirits in Low Fortunes.

205

On the Death of Abel Roper and George Ridpath, Au-

thors of the Poft-Boy and Flying-Poft: who dyed both

on the fame Day.

Meliffa In Latin and English.

Grongar Hill.

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2324

To a Gentleman whofe Father was lately dead. In Imitation

of, Quis defiderio fit pudor, &c. A

Damon and Celia.

Epigram from the Greek.

A Wedding-Song.

Horace, Ode 12. Book 2. To Mæcenas.

Paraphrafe on the viiith Pfalm.

On the Paffion of our Saviour.

Part of the xlvith Palm paraphras'd.

Corolla.

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250

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258

On the Death of Sir Herbert Powell, Bart.

The Horn-Book.

The Monument.

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290

A Prologue fpoken before the Beaux-Stratagem, acted by

fome young Perfons of Quality.

Occafion'd by the Death of Sir Godfrey Kneller.

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292

Advice to One who was about to write, to avoid the Immo-

ralities of the antient and modern Poets.

An Ode from Anacreon, in the Greek Measure.

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304

The Savages occafion'd by the bringing to Court a wild
Youth, taken in the Woods in Germany, in the Year
1725.

Averbal Translation, by way of Effay, of Part of the

firft Book of Virgil's Æneid.

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307

To a young Gentleman, on bis Recovery from a Fit of Sick-

ness.

Horace, Ode 15. Book 1.

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Ode upon Chrift's Crucifixion. From the Greek.

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Idem agit Idem.

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Simile agit in Simile.

Agens & Patiens funt fimul.

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P10. L. 17. for lifeless read liftlefs.
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Age 7. Line 7. for Delight read Defire.
P. 36. L. 14. for flagrant read fragrant.
P. 48. L. 4. for Langhter read Laughter.
P. 197. L. 1. for fpightly read fprightly.
P. 230. L. 9. for wildy read wildly.
P. 272. L. 6. for duxit read dixit.

Miscellaneous Poems.

An O DE

AIN would I fing the Pow'r fupreme,
And make th' Omnipotent my Theme;

The firft! the laft! be He the Choice,

Be He my Song that gave me Voice!

Rife, O my Soul, with Vigor rise,
And wing thy noblest Faculties:

Thy God with all thy Reason trace,

And stretch thy Thought o'er Time and Space.

Begin the Song; and first disclose,

How with Eternity He rofe!

Whence, What, and How He is, define;
And speak the Entity Divine.

To view Him at his Source, my Soul,
Turn back, and thither turn thee whole:
The long unmeafur'd Course effay,
And launch into the tracklefs Way.

Thro' Ages and thro' Ages glide;
O'er Myriads and o'er Myriads ftride:
Thro' Time's ideal Progress run,

And grafp the Point where He begun.

Back ftill, ftill back: but oh! forbear;

Thou ftrain'ft in vain to reach Him there:
That Point for ever flies the Thought,

For ever equally remote.

Then