SILLIANDER and PATCH. THOU so many favours hast receiv… Wondrous to tell, and hard to be b… Oh! H——D, to my lays attention le… Hear how two lovers boastingly con…

Confess, dear Laelius! pious, jus… Some self-content does in that bos… When you reflect, as sure you some… What talents Heaven does to thy v… While with contempt you view poor…

Ungodly papers ev’ry week Poor simple souls persuade That courtiers good for nothing ar… Or but for mischief made. But I who know their worthy heart…

Roxana from the court retiring lat… Sigh’d her soft sorrows at St. J… Such heavy thoughts lay brooding i… Not her own chairmen wth more weig… They groan the cruel load they’re…

See how the pair of billing doves With open murmurs own their loves; And, heedless of censorious eyes, Pursue their unpolluted joys; No fears of future want molest

Cease, fond shepherd—cease desirin… What you never must enjoy; She derides your vain aspiring, She to all your sex is coy. Cunning Damon once pursu’d her,

Be plain in dress, and sober in yo… In short, my deary, kiss me! and b…

LYDIA. Now twenty springs had cloth’d the… Since Lydia knew the blossom of f… No lovers now her morning hours mo… And catch her at her toilet half u…

Where I enjoy in contemplative ch… Lutes, laurels, seas of milk, and… Through shining crowds you now mak… With sideling bow and golden key; While wrapped in spleen and easy-c…

SMILINDA and CARDELIA.… THE bassette-table spread, the ta… Why stays SMILINDA in the dres… Rise, pensive nymph! the tallier s… SMILINDA.

CARDELIA. The bassette-table spread, the tal… Why stays SMILINDA in the dres… Rise, pensive nymph! the tallier s… SMILINDA.

If age and sickness, poverty and p… Should each assault me with altern… I know mankind is destin’d to comp… And I submit to torment and fatig… The pious farmer, who ne’er misses…

Written at Twelve Years of Ag… Are love and pow’r incapable to me… And must they all be wretched who… Enslav’d by titles, and by forms c… For wretched victims to the state…

Though I never got possession, ’Tis a pleasure to adore; Hope, the wretch’s only blessing, May in time procure me more. Constant courtship may obtain her,…

Dear Colin, prevent my warm blush… Since how can I speak without pai… My eyes oft have told you my wishe… Why don’t you their meaning explai… My passion will lose by expression…