To Mr. Jago. Ah me, my Friend! it will not, wi… This fairy scene, that cheats our… The charm dissolves; th’ aerial mu… The banquet ceases, and the vision…

I told my nymph, I told her true, My fields were small, my flocks we… While faltering accents spoke my f… That Flavia might not prove since… Of crops destroyed by vernal cold,

When bright Ophelia treads the gr… In all the pride of dress and mien… Averse to freedom, mirth and play, The lofty rival of the day; Methinks, to my enchanted eye,

Shall Love alone for ever claim An universal right to fame, An undisputed sway? Or has not Music equal charms, To fill the breast with strange al…

The morn dispensed a dubious light… A sudden mist had stolen from sigh… Each pleasing vale and hill; When Damon left his humble bowers… To guard his flocks, to fence his…

Now in the cowslip’s dewy cell The fairies make their bed, They hover round the crystal well, The turf in circles tread. The lovely linnet now her song

O Memory! Celestial maid! Who glean’st the flowerets cropt b… And, suffering not a leaf to fade, Preserv’st the blossoms of our pri… Bring, bring those moments to my m…

Debitae nymphis opifex coronae.-H… Imitation. Constructor of the tributary wreat… For rural maids. Bring, Flora, bring thy treasures…

DECLINING AN INVITAT… While others, lost to friendship,… Waste their best minutes on a fore… Be mine, with British nymph or sw… And court the Genius of my native…

AEole! namque tibi divûm Pater a… Et mulcere dedit mentes et tollere… Imitation. O AEolus! to thee the Sire supre… Of gods and men the mighty power b…

Hail curious Wights! to whom so f… The form of mortal flies is! Who deem those grubs beyond compar… Which common sense despises. Whether o’er hill, morass or mound…

So rude and tuneless are thy lays, The weary audience vow ’Tis not th’ Arcadian swain that… But ’tis his herds that low.

He Arrives at His Retirement in… To a Friend For rural virtues, and for native… I bade Augusta’s venal sons farew… Now 'mid the trees I see my smoke…

Whilst round in wild rotations hur… These glittering forms I view, Methinks the busy restless world Is pictured in a few. So may the busy world advance,

O Health! capricious maid! Why dost thou shun my peaceful bow… Where I had hope to share thy pow… And bless thy lasting aid? Since thou, alas! art flown,