To Mrs. Frances–Arabella Kelly. (Mary Barber Poems)
To Day, as at my Glass I stood,To set my Head--cloaths, and my Hood;I saw my grizzled Locks with Dread,And ...
To Day, as at my Glass I stood,To set my Head--cloaths, and my Hood;I saw my grizzled Locks with Dread,And ...
See, the bright Sun renews his annual Course,Each Beam re--tinges, and revives its Force,By Years uninjur'd; so may'st thou remain,Not ...
I grieve to think that Waller's blam'd,Waller, so long, so justly, fam'd.Then own your Verses writ in Haste,Or I shall ...
When Athens was for Arts and Arms renown'd,Olympic Wreaths uncommon Merit crown'd.These slight Distinctions from the Learn'd and Wise,Convey'd eternal ...
I grieve to see you waste your Time,And turn your Thoughts so much to Rhyme,Be wise--your useless Views resign,And fly ...
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