SMILINDA and CARDELIA.… THE bassette-table spread, the ta… Why stays SMILINDA in the dres… Rise, pensive nymph! the tallier s… SMILINDA.

With toilsome steps I pass thro’… (No pack-horse half so tired of hi… And when this dirty journey will c… To what new realms is then my way… Say, then does the unbodied spirit…

Though I never got possession, ’Tis a pleasure to adore; Hope, the wretch’s only blessing, May in time procure me more. Constant courtship may obtain her,…

Good Madam, when ladies are willi… A man must needs look like a fool; For me, I would not give a shilli… For one who would love out of rule… You should leave us to guess by yo…

When the proud Frenchman’s strong… Spread o’er Europe ruin and comma… Our sinking temples and expiring l… With trembling dread the rolling t… Destin’d a province to insulting…

Read, lovely nymph, and tremble no… I have no more to wish, nor you to… I ask not life, for life to me wer… And death a refuge from severer pa… My only hope in these last lines…

Written at Fourteen Years of… Where, lovely Goddess, dost thou… In what remote and silent shade? Within what cave or lonely cell? With what old hermit, or unpractis…

Wisdom, slow product of laborious… The only fruit that life’s cold wi… Thy sacred seeds in vain in youth… By the fierce storm of passion tor… Should some remain in a rich gen’r…

Written extempore on a card, in… Hail, happy bride, for thou art tr… Three months of rapture, crown’d w… Merit like yours was Heav’n’s pec… You lov’d—yet tasted happiness sin…

Ungodly papers ev’ry week Poor simple souls persuade That courtiers good for nothing ar… Or but for mischief made. But I who know their worthy heart…

LYDIA. Now twenty springs had cloth’d the… Since Lydia knew the blossom of f… No lovers now her morning hours mo… And catch her at her toilet half u…

Unhappy fair, by fatal love betray… Must then thy beauties thus untime… And all thy blooming, soft, inspir… Become a prey to Death’s destruct… Though short thy day, and transien…

Written in July, in an arbour<… Thou silver deity of secret night, Direct my footsteps through the wo… Thou conscious witness of unknown… The Lover’s guardian, and the Mus…

Finish these langours! Oh! I’m si… Of dying airs, I know the trick; Long since I’ve learn’d to well e… Th’unmeaning cant of fire and pain… And see through all the senseless…

At length, by so much importunity… Take, C——, at once, the inside of… This stupid indiff’rence so often… Is not owing to nature, to fear, o… I am not as cold as a virgin in le…