On an Infant (From the Greek)
Bewail not much, my parents! me, the prey
Of ruthless Ades, and sepulchred here.
An infant, in my fifth scarce finish’d year,
He found all sportive, innocent, and gay,
Your young Callimachus; and if I knew
Not many joys, my griefs were also few.
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Elegy IV. Anno Aet. 18. to my Tutor, Thomas Young, Chaplain of the English Merchants Resident at Hamburg (Translated From Milton)
Hence, my epistle—skim the Deep—f… Yon smooth expanse to the Teutoni… Haste—lest a friend should grieve… And the Gods grant that nothing t… I will myself invoke the King who…
