WEEPING, murmuring, complaining… Lost to every gay delight; MYRA, too sincere for feigning, Fears th’ approaching bridal night… Yet, why impair thy bright perfect…

MADAM, I read your letter with all that a… require, but after all find so muc… my indignation, that I cannot help… I am not so ignorant, Madam, as n…

SACRED TO THE MEMORY… THE PRINCESS DOWAGER O… AIR—TRIO. ARISE, ye sons of worth, arise, And waken every note of woe;

A POETICAL EPISTLE TO… THANKS, my Lord, for your venis… Never rang’d in a forest, or smok’… The haunch was a picture for paint… The fat was so white, and the lean…

HERE lies poor Ned Purdon, from… Who long was a bookseller’s hack; He led such a damnable life in thi… I don’t think he’ll wish to come b…

Sweet Auburn! loveliest village o… Where health and plenty cheered th… Where smiling spring its earliest… And parting summer’s lingering blo… Dear lovely bowers of innocence an…

ADDRESSED TO THE GE… A POEM, BY THE AUTHOR Worried with debts and past all ho… His pen he prostitutes t’ avoid a… ROSCOM.

Let school-masters puzzle their br… With grammar, and nonsense, and le… Good liquor, I stoutly maintain, Gives 'genus’ a better discerning. Let them brag of their heathenish…

DESCRIPTION OF AN AU… WHERE the Red Lion flaring o’er… Invites each passing stranger that… Where Calvert’s butt, and Parsons… Regale the drabs and bloods of Dr…

As puffing quacks some caitiff wre… To swear the pill, or drop, has wr… Thus on the stage, our play-wright… For Epilogues and Prologues on so… Who knows each art of coaxing up t…

STANZAS ON THE TAKING… GENERAL WOLFE AMIDST the clamour of exulting… Which triumph forces from the patr… Grief dares to mingle her soul-pie…

MAN SPEAKER. FAST by that shore where Thames’… Reflects new glories on his breast… Where, splendid as the youthful po… He forms a scene beyond Elysium b…

Secluded from domestic strife, Jack Book-worm led a college life… A fellowship at twenty-five Made him the happiest man alive; He drank his glass and crack’d his…

CHASTE are their instincts, fai… No foreign beauty tempts to false… The snow-white vesture, and the gl… The simple plumage, or the glossy… Prompt not their loves:—the patrio…

‘This ’is’ a poem! This 'is’ a co… YOUR mandate I got, You may all go to pot; Had your senses been right, You’d have sent before night;