#Irish #XVIIICentury
YE Muses, pour the pitying tear For Pollio snatch’d away; O! had he liv’d another year!- ‘He had not died to-day’. O! were he born to bless mankind,
Good people all, of every sort, Give ear unto my song; And if you find it wondrous short, It cannot hold you long. In Islington there was a man
‘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;
IN THE MANNER OF SWIFT LONG had I sought in vain to fin… A likeness for the scribbling kind… The modern scribbling kind, who wr… In wit, and sense, and nature’s sp…
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…
Beside yon straggling fence that s… With blossom’d furze unprofitably… There, in his noisy mansion, skill… The village master taught his litt… A man severe he was, and stern to…
AH me! when shall I marry me? Lovers are plenty; but fail to rel… He, fond youth, that could carry m… Offers to love, but means to decei… But I will rally, and combat the…
SAY, cruel IRIS, pretty rake, Dear mercenary beauty, What annual offering shall I make… Expressive of my duty? My heart, a victim to thine eyes,
AMIDST the clamour of exulting… Which triumph forces from the patr… Grief dares to mingle her soul-pie… And quells the raptures which from… O WOLFE! to thee a streaming fl…
('Imitated from the Spanish’.) SURE ’twas by Providence design’… Rather in pity, than in hate, That he should be, like Cupid, bl… To save him from Narcissus’ fate.
WELL, having stoop’d to conquer… And gain’d a husband without aid f… Still, as a Bar-maid, I could wis… As I have conquer’d him, to conqu… And let me say, for all your resol…
JOHN TROTT was desired by two… To tell them the reason why asses… ‘An’t please you,' quoth John, 'I… Nor dare I pretend to know more t… Howe’er, from this time I shall n…
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…
‘Enter’ MRS. BULKLEY, ‘who curtsies very low as beginnin… Then enter’ MISS CATLEY, ‘who stands full before her, and c… MRS. BULKELEY.
IN IMITATION OF DEAN SW… LOGICIANS have but ill defin’d As rational, the human kind; Reason, they say, belongs to man, But let them prove it if they can.