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Resolve Me, Cloe, what is This: Or forfeit me One precious Kiss. ’Tis the first Off-spring of the… Bears diff’rent Forms in diff’ren… Acknowledg’d fine, where-e’er behe…
Thus Kitty, beautiful and young, And wild as colt untamed, Bespoke the fair from whence she s… With little rage inflamed. Inflamed with rage at sad restrain…
When hungry wolves had trespass’d… And the robb’d shepherd his sad st… ‘Call in Alcides,’ said a crafty… ‘Give him one half and he’ll secur… No, said the shepherd, if the Fat…
The merchant, to secure his treasu… Conveys it in a borrowed name: Euphelia serves to grace my measur… But Cloe is my real flame. My softest verse, my darling lyre
It oft to many has successful been Upon his arm to let his mistress l… Or with her airy fan to cool her h… Or gently squeeze her knees, or pr… All public sports to favour young…
The Sceptics think ’twas long ago Since gods came down incognito To see who were their friends or f… And how our actions fell or rose;
Apollo. Abate, fair fugitive, abate thy sp… Dismiss thy fears, and turn thy be… With kind regard a panting lover v… Less swiftly fly, less swiftly I’…
Solomon, again seeking happiness, inquires if wealth and greatness can produce it: begins with the magnificence of gardens and buildings; the luxury of music and feasting; and proceeds ...
Howe’er, ’tis well that, while man… Through fate’s perverse meander er… He can imagined pleasures find To combat against real cares. Fancies and notions he pursues,
As after noon, one summer’s day, Venus stood bathing in a river; Cupid a-shooting went that way, New strung his bow, new fill’d his… With skill he chose his sharpest d…
In sullen Humour one Day Jove Sent Hermes down to Ida’s Grove, Commanding Cupid to deliver His Store of Darts, his total Qu… That Hermes shou’d the Weapons br…
Thy elder Look, Great Janus, cas… Into the long Records of Ages pas… Review the Years in fairest Actio… With noted White, Superior to the… Aera’s deriv’d, and Chronicles be…
Ye careful Angels, whom eternal F… Ordains, on Earth and human Acts… Who turn with secret Pow’r this r… And bid predestin’d Empires rise… Your sacred Aid religious Monarch…
Solomon considers man through the several stages and conditions of life, and concludes, in general, that we are all miserable. He reflects more particularly upon the trouble and uncerta...
Some kind angel, gently flying, Moved with pity at my pain, Tell Corinna I am dying Till with joy we meet again. Tell Corinna, since we parted