#Augustan
Semichorus. Oh Tyrant Love! hast thou possest The prudent, learn’d, and virtuous… Wisdom and wit in vain reclaim, And Arts but soften us to feel th…
Authors the world and their dull b… To fix the ground where Paradise… Mind not their learned whims and i… Here, here’s the place where these…
Muse, 'tis enough: at length thy l… And thou shalt live, for Buckingh… Let Crowds and Critics now my ver… Let Dennis write, and nameless nu… This more than pays whole years of…
Say, lovely youth, that dost my he… Can Phaon’s eyes forget his Sapph… Must then her name the wretched wr… To thy remembrance lost, as to thy… Ask not the cause that I new numb…
Women ben full of Ragerie, Yet swinken not sans secresie. Thilke Moral shall ye understond, From Schoole—boy’s Tale of fayre… Which to the Fennes hath him beta…
Fain would my Muse the flow’ry Tr… And humble glories of the youthful… Where opening Roses breathing swe… And soft Carnations show’r their… Where Lilies smile in virgin robe…
Close by those meads, for ever cro… Where Thames with pride surveys h… There stands a structure of majest… Which from the neighb’ring Hampto… Here Britain’s statesmen oft the…
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of… Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal… Of darkness visible so much be len… As half to show, half veil, the de… Ye pow’rs! whose mysteries restor’…
'Tis strange, the miser should his… To gain those riches he can ne’er… Is it less strange, the prodigal s… His wealth to purchase what he ne’… Not for himself he sees, or hears,…
Thou who shalt stop, where Thames… Shines a broad Mirror thro’ the s… Where ling’ring drops from min’ral… And pointed Crystals break the sp… Unpolish’d Gems no ray on Pride b…
Dear, damn’d distracting town, far… Thy fools no more I’ll tease: This year in peace, ye critics, dw… Ye harlots, sleep at ease! Soft B—and rough C—s adieu,
Know then thyself, presume not Go… The proper study of mankind is man… Plac’d on this isthmus of a middle… A being darkly wise, and rudely gr… With too much knowledge for the sc…
So when Curll’s Stomach the stron… (Infus’d in Vengenance of insulte… Th’ Avenger sees, with a delighte… His long Jaws open, and his Colou… And while his Guts the keen Emeti…
Begone, ye Critics, and restrain… Codrus writes on, and will for eve… The heaviest Muse the swiftest co… As clocks run fastest when most le… What tho’ no bees around your crad…
In vain you boast poetic names of… And cite those Sapphos we admire… Fate doomed the fall of every fema… But doomed it then, when first Ar… Of all examples by the world confe…