Be plain in dress, and sober in yo… In short, my deary, kiss me! and b…

In two large columns on thy motley… Where Roman wit is strip’d with E… Where ribaldry to satire makes pre… And modern scandal rolls with anci… Whilst on one side we see how Hor…

Confess, dear Laelius! pious, jus… Some self-content does in that bos… When you reflect, as sure you some… What talents Heaven does to thy v… While with contempt you view poor…

By the side of a glimmering fire, Melinda sat pensively down, Impatient of rural esquire, And vex’d to be absent from Town. The cricket, from under the grate,

A Parody on Rowe’s Ballad, “D… By the side of a half-rotten wood Melantha sat silently down, Convinc’d that her scheme was not… And vex’d to be absent from Town.

Though old in ill, the traitor sur… Some secret sting transfix his gui… Though bribes or favour may protec… Or fear restrain invectives on his… None 'quits himself—his own impart…

Where I enjoy in contemplative ch… Lutes, laurels, seas of milk, and… Through shining crowds you now mak… With sideling bow and golden key; While wrapped in spleen and easy-c…

DANCINDA. “NO, fair DANCINDA, no; you s… ”To calm my care and mitigate my p… “If all my sighs, my cares, can fa… ”Ah! sooth me not with fruitless v…

If age and sickness, poverty and p… Should each assault me with altern… I know mankind is destin’d to comp… And I submit to torment and fatig… The pious farmer, who ne’er misses…

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…

Quis multa gracilis te puer in… For whom are now your airs put on, And what new beauty’s doom’d to be… That careless elegance of dress, This essence that perfumes the win…

Think not this paper comes with va… To move your pity, or to mourn th’… Too well I know that hard obdurat… No softening mercy there will take… Nor can a woman’s arguments prevai…

Is it to me this sad lamenting str… Are Heaven’s choicest gifts besto… A plenteous fortune and a beauteou… Your love rewarded, and content yo… Yet, leaving her, ’tis me that you…

You little know the heart that you… I view this various scene with equ… In crowded courts I find myself a… And pay my worship to a nobler thr… Long since the value of this world…

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…