Protestant Popery: Or, The Convocation – Canto III (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
Meanwhile at the declining Noon of Night,When gentle Sleep had veil'd each Mortal's Sight;With balmy Dews the smiling Pastures weep,Torrents ...
Meanwhile at the declining Noon of Night,When gentle Sleep had veil'd each Mortal's Sight;With balmy Dews the smiling Pastures weep,Torrents ...
To Thee, my Snape, in these Reforming Times,Grateful, we send our Blessing and our Rimes.Odd it may seem for Us, ...
While You, dread Sir, whom partial Heav'n denies,The fruitful Vineyard and Cis--Alpine Skies,O'er frozen Heights and chilling Desarts stray,Far from ...
The Worldling Churchman, raging with Defeat,Renews his Hate, and burns with double Heat.Tho' foil'd in Synod, he laments the DayThat ...
At length the great decisive Year is come,And Britain triumphs o'er the Wiles of Rome,No more in Frowns our Holy ...
Oft hast thou told me, Dick, in friendly Part.That the Usurper Love has seiz'd thy Heart;But thou art young, and, ...
While the fierce Contest rages from afar,And hostile Pamphlets breathe alternate War:The carnal Priests at ev'ry Shock o'erthrown,Now trust to ...
Tho' proud Del---ne, for nameless, partial Ends,Throws me at Distance from my letter'd Friends;And, not content to banish from his ...
Wonder not Blount, whose magick HandLifts to the Clouds thy native Land,That in these busy, golden Times,Thy Ears are teaz'd ...
Sir Ralph, a simple, rural Knight,Could just distinguish Wrong from Right;When he receiv'd a Quarter's Rent,And almost half in Taxes ...
A Priestly--War I sing, and bloodless Field,And pious Chiefs, in Paper Warfare skill'd;Chiefs, that full oft have quarrell'd for their ...
Hail to the Man, whom sacred thirst of FameAmongst the stars enroll'd a shining Name!In whose great Soul Apollo fix'd ...
If yet, my Lord, your Sorrows find relief,And a short Pause succeeds your weighty Grief;With Candour this unwelcome Verse peruse,The ...
Curst be that busy Wretch, that human Beast,(Some crafty Statesman or ambitious Priest)Who first his own pernicious Schemes to buildHis ...
O Chesterfield, with early Laurels crown'd,For poignant Wit and nervous Sense renown'd,Whom all the Powers of Eloquence adorn,For publick Scenes ...
Whilst on thy Golden Locks I gaze,And what I like sincerely praise,Coldly you turn your Head away,And tax with Flattery ...
Whilst two great Bards our grateful Country mourns,And sheds the Debt of Sorrow o'er their Urns;Transfus'd in thee, revive their ...
Well--I suppose you now sit all agogIn hopes to hear a smutty Epilogue,With filthy Meanings couch'd in modern Guise;Ye wicked ...
Of all the Belles that tread the Stage,There's none like pretty Polly,And all the Musick of the Age,Except her Voice, ...
Of all the Belles that tread the Stage,There's none like pretty Polly,And all the Musick of the Age,Except her Voice, ...
Of Dames who in strict Virtue glory,In antient or in modern Story;The fam'd Lucretia bears the Bell,An arrant Prude, as ...
While You, dear Tom, in London City,Associate with the fair and witty,And, gayly rambling o'er the Town,Take the brisk Juice ...
Struck with a Passion for unhappy Rowe,To whom so many finish'd Scenes we owe,I paid my Tribute to his mighty ...
When first Sir Bob, that rusty Knight,Appear'd upon the Stage,All star'd at so Grotesque a Sight,Nor seen since Alfred's Age.Some ...
Hail, O Belinda, flatter'd Fair,With brazen Front, and colour'd Hair;With no small Prominence of Chin,A doubtful Fame, a borrow'd Skin,Whose ...
Hail learned Age! with Pamphlets richly fraught,Some very good, and others good for nought. (Nicholas Amhurst)
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