The Mosaic Of Creation, Or The First Six Days. (Nicholas Amhurst Poems)
In the dark Backward of six thousand Years,(So Moses writes and all our Christian Seers)The World, a rude, unfashion'd Embryo ...
In the dark Backward of six thousand Years,(So Moses writes and all our Christian Seers)The World, a rude, unfashion'd Embryo ...
Oft hast thou told me, Dick, in friendly Part.That the Usurper Love has seiz'd thy Heart;But thou art young, and, ...
The Patten, Fan, and Petticoat,Three modern Themes of special Note,In parlous Rhimes immortal live,If Rhimes immortal Life can give;The Mouse--Trap ...
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 ...
Whence does this sudden, fatal Change proceed?For lo! Despair on ev'ry Brow I read,All shake their mournful Heads and pensive ...
Hail to the Man, whom sacred thirst of FameAmongst the stars enroll'd a shining Name!In whose great Soul Apollo fix'd ...
Hail to the Light of this revolving Morn,On which such Beauty to the World was born,Or rather made--for thus Traditions ...
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 ...
When real Blessings are to Men deny'd,With airy Hopes they gratify their Pride;To every Wretch this Privilege extends,However void of ...
Whilom in Kent there liv'd a jolly Swain,Young Colinet, the Genius of the Plain;Sonnets he wrote, could sing and whistle ...
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 ...
Sir Fopling, crost in Love and stript at Play,Pensive and grumbling on his Pillow lay;How vain says he, are all ...
From humble Dust and common EarthWhilst other Women take their Birth,You, Waxy, boast a nobler Frame,From more refin'd Beginnings came;Hear, ...
Must Brunswick and his Friends for ever bear,The keen Resentments of the British Fair?Still crown'd with Glory, must he curse ...
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 ...
Before her Husband, Lesbia calls me Names,And at the Lewdness of the Town exclaims;This tickles the poor Cuckold to the ...
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