#Irish
When thy beauty appears In its graces and airs All bright as an angel new dropp’d… At distance I gaze and am awed by… So strangely you dazzle my eye!
Some ages has the stage triumphant… and vice in masquerade debauchd th… In charming numbers, all bewitchin… has the gay syren drest to steal o… like undesigning pleasure she appe…
Arise my soul & hast away Thy god doth call & canst thou… Thee to his table he invites To tast of heavenly delights He sufferd death to sett thee free
Now early shepheards ore ye meadow… And print long foot-steps in the g… The Cows unfeeding near the cotta… By turns obedient to the Milkers… Or loytring stretch beneath an Oa…
How long ye miserable blind Shall idle dreams engage your mind… How long the passions make their f… At empty shadows of delight? No more in paths of error stray,
As Nelly to a chamber got To take her leave of Ned She loosd her lace & Cast a k… (Ah why unlacd the maid.). Now pull the further end she cryd
Ye Wives who scold fishes sell, Or sing sell your fruit, I want a wondrous thing to tell, Then (if you can) be mute. From some of You one Homer came,
With kind compassion hear my cry O Jesu, Lord of life, on high! As when the Summer’s seasons beat With scorching flame and parching… The trees are burnt, the flowers f…
Thou soft Engager of my tender ye… Divertive verse now come & eas… The Rake has wine the aged knave… Of what his death bed Charity wil… to lay his cares & mine are la…
I look & in a moment run The poison thro’ my veins Nor Celia think your self too you… to give me amorous pains When heaven did the Sun create
Just when ye dead of night began t… & boding visions senceless dre… Methought a matron stood beside my… Upon her face a wondrous sweetness… & pointed Glorys dressd the mo…
Here Great Erasmus resteth all of… That Death can touch or Monument… Thy Hope and Virtue soard ye loft… Round ye wide world thy Fame &… Those meet rewards above and these…
Now Front to Front the marching… Halt e’er they meet, and form the… The Chiefs conspicuous seen, and… Give the loud Sign to loose the r… Their dreadful Trumpets deep-mout…
The Man whose mind & actions… Can bravely triumph ore ye thought… He who unaltered fortunes Changes… Without elated or dejected lookes With a fixd carriage & undaunt…
In Biddy’s Cheeks ye roses blow In Cattys nose they rise From Biddys lips soft accents flo… And streams from Catty’s Eyes The jet that Biddy’s brows displa…