On GALLA. Now liquid Streams by the fierce… As solid as the Rocks from whence… Now Tibers Banks with Ice united… And it’s firm Stream may well be…

I Sing the Man that never Equal… Whose Mighty Arms all Asia did s… Whose Conquests through the spaci… That City-Raser, King-destroying… Who o’re the Warlike Macedons did…

In Answer to his Complemental Ve… Long my dull Muse in heavy slumbe… Indulging Sloth, and to soft Ease… Her Fill of Rest resolving to enj… Or fancying little worthy her empl…

WHen first Alexis did in Verse d… His Muse in Low, but Graceful Nu… And now and then a little Proudly… But never aim’d at any noble Flig… The Herds, the Groves, the gentle…

Dissolved by EUDORA. Not that thy Fair Hand Should lead me from my deep Dispa… Or thy Love, Cloris, End my Care… And back my Steps command:

1 Here take no Care, take here… 2 Nor ought of Art or Labour us… 3 But let thy Lines rude an… 4 Nor Equal be their Feet, nor… 5 The ruggeder my Measures…

On BILLINDA. Wanton Bellinda loudly does compl… I’ve chang’d my Love of late into… Calls me unconstant, cause I now… The chast Marcella, that lov’d he…

Return my dearest Lord, at length… Let me no longer your sad absence… Ilium in Dust, does no more Work… No more Employment for your Wit o… Why did not the fore-seeing Gods…

Afflicted upon her Son, My Lord… So the renowned Ithacensian Queen In Tears for her Telemachus was s… When leaving Home, he did attempt… Of rageing Seas, to seek his abse…

Tell me thou safest End of all ou… Why wreched Mortals do avoid thee… Thou gentle drier o’th’ afflicteds… Thou noble ender of the Cowards F… Thou sweet Repose to Lovers sad d…

Drown’d under London-bridge, in t… The Darling of a Father Good and… The Vertue, which a Vertuous Age… The Beauty Excellent even to thos… Subscrib’d unto, by such as might…

Under the Name of ALINDA. A SONG. Th’ ambitious Eye that seeks alon… Where Beauties Wonders most are s… Of all that bounteous Heaven disp…

[I.] Arise my Dove, from mid’st of Pot… Thy sully’d Habitation leave, To Dust no longer cleave, Unworthy they of Heaven, that wil…

As you are Young, if you’l be als… Danger with Honour court, Quarrel… Believe you then are truly Brave… To Beauty when no Slave, and less… When Vertue you dare own, not thi…

While yet it was the Empire of th… And Stars still check’r’d Darknes… From Temples round the cheerful B… But with the Peales a churlish St… I slumbr’d; and the Heavens like…