On her playing upon the harpsichor… a room hung with flower-pieces of… When Stella strikes the tuneful s… In scenes of imitated Spring, Where beauty lavishes her powers

Stern Winter now, by Spring repre… Forbears the long-continued strife… And Nature, on her naked breast, Delights to catch the gales of lif… Now o’er the rural kingdom roves,

No more the morn with tepid rays Unfolds the flower of various hue; Noon spreads no more the genial bl… Nor gentle eve distills the dew. The lingering hours prolong the ni…

Oft in danger, yet alive, We are come to thirty-five; Long may better years arrive, Better years than thirty-five. Could philosophers contrive

To Stella: Whether Stella’s eyes are found Fix’d on earth or glancing round, If her face with pleasure glow, If she sigh at others’ woe,

Ere shall they not, who resolute e… Times gloomy backward with judicio… And scanning right the practice of… Shall deem our hoar progenitors un… They to the dome where smoke with…

When first the peasant, long incli… Forsakes his rural sports and peac… Pleas’d with the scene the smiling… He scorns the verdant meads and fl… Then dances jocund o’er the watery…

Bright Stella, form’d for univers… Too well you know to keep the slav… When in your eyes resistless light… Awed into love our conquer’d heart… And yield reluctant to despotic sw…

Not the soft sighs of vernal gales… The fragrance of the flowery vales… The murmurs of the crystal rill, The vocal grove, the verdant hill; Not all their charms, though all u…

CITY of God, how broad and far Outspread thy walls sublime! The true thy chartered freemen are… Of every age and clime. One holy Church, one army strong,

Clouds do not always veil the skie… Nor showers immerse the verdant pl… Nor do the billows always rise, Or storms afflict the ruffled main… Nor, Valgius, on the Armenian sho…

Written in Ridicule of Certain P… {of Thomas Warton} Published in 1… Wheresoe’er I turn my view, All is strange, yet nothing new; Endless labour all along,

Had this fair figure, which this f… Adorn’d in Roman time the brighte… In every dome, in every sacred pla… Her statue would have breathed an… And on its basis would have been e…

Wouldst thou to some steadfast sea… Out of Fortune’s power retreat? Wouldst thou, when fierce Eurus b… Calmly rest in safe repose? Wouldst thou see the foaming main,

Thou who survey’st these walls wit… Pause at this tomb where Hanmer’s… His various worth through varied l… And learn his virtues while thou m… His force of genius burn’d in earl…