W SONG. HEN Fanny blooming fair She stole into my heart. In her bewitching eyes Ten thousand loves appear; There Cupid basking lies, His fhafts are hoarded there. Her blooming cheeks are dy'd Excelling far the pride Her well-turn'd limbs confefs The lucky hand of Jove; Her features all exprefs The beauteous queen of love: What What flames my nerves invade, Venus round Fanny's waist, Who fhall her zone unloofe! That blifs to all, but me, May heaven and she refuse. SON G. 7Henever, Chloe, I begin WH Your heart, like mine, to move, You tell me of the crying fin Of unchafte lawless love. How can that paffion be a fin, Which gave to Chloe birth? How can thofe joys but be divine, Which make a heaven on earth? Το To wed, mankind the priest trepann'd, By fome fly fallacy, And disobey'd God's great command, Increase and multiply. You fay that love's a crime; content: More joy's in heav'n if one repent, Sin then, dear girl, for heaven's fake, Repent and be forgiven; A holy day in heav'n. INDEX to the First Volume. Α Poem to his Excellency the Lord Privy Seal on the A Prospect of Peace To the Right Hon. the Earl of Warwick, &c. Colin and Lucy An Imitation of the Prophecy of Nereus, from Horace, To Sir Godfrey Kneller at his Country Seat On the Death of the Earl of Cadogan Page 3 22 26 30 34 36 38 41 An Ode infcrib'd to the Right Hon. the Earl of Sunderland Kenfington Garden An Epifle from a Lady in England to a Gentleman at Avignon The Female Reign, an Ode Six Town Eclogues The Lover. A Ballad. To Mr. C 61 69 82 105 The Lady's Refolve. Written Extempore on a Window 107 Pre-Existence. A Poem, in Imitation of Milton 146 147 150 152 153 158 Chiron to Achilles. A Poem ΓΝΩΘΙ ΣΕΑΥΤΟΝ. Know your felf London: 180 Arbuthnot 186 T a Poem, in Imitation of the third Satire of Juvenal Of Active and Retir'd Life, an Epiftle to H. C. Efq The Ruins of Rome. A Poem 241 Shane v The School-Miftrefs, a Poem, in Imitation of Spenfer 256 The Man of Tafte. Occafion'd by an Epifile of Mr. Pope's on that Subject An Effay on Converfation 286 298 Still-plest Ode to a Lady, on the Death of Col. Charles Rofs, in the Ode written in the fame Year Ode to Evening 321 324 325 Verfes written on a Blank Leaf, by Lord Lanfdown, when he prefented his Works to the Queen, 1732 327 Advice 10 a Lady in Autumn 328 On a Lady's drinking the Bath-Waters 329 Verfes in a Lady's Sherlock 330 Song 331 Song 332 The EN D of VOL. I. |