W

SON G.

HEN Fanny blooming fair
First caught my ravish'd fight,
Struck with her shape and air,
I felt a strange delight:
Whilft eagerly I gaz'd,
Admiring ev'ry part,
And ev'ry feature prais'd,
She ftole into my heart.

In her bewitching eyes

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Ten thousand loves appear;
There Cupid basking lies,

His fhafts are hoarded there.
Her blooming cheeks are dy'd
With colour all their own,
Excelling far the pride
Of rofes newly blown.

Her well-turn'd limbs confefs,

The lucky hand of Jove;

Her features all express

The beauteous

queen of love:

What

What flames my nerves invade,
When I behold the breaft

Of that too charming maid
Rife, fuing to be prefs'd!

Venus round Fanny's waift,
Has her own Ceftus bound,
With guardian Cupids grac❜d,
Who dance the circle round.
How happy must he be,

Who fhall her zone unloofe!
That blifs to all, but me,

May heaven and she refuse.

SONG.

Whenever, Chloe, I begin

Your heart like mine to move,

You tell me of the crying fin

Of unchafte lawless love.

How can that paffion be a fin,
Which gave to Chloe birth?
How can those joys but be divine,
Which make a heaven on earth?

Το

To wed, mankind the priest trepann'd,
By fome fly fallacy,

And difobey'd God's great command,

Increase and multiply.

You say that love's a crime; content:
Yet this allow you must,

More joy's in heav'n if one repent,
Than over ninety juft.

Sin then, dear girl, for heaven's fake,

Repent and be forgiven;
Bless me, and by repentance make
A holy day in heav'n.

INDEX

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INDEX to the First Volume.

Poem to his Excellency the Lord Privy Seal on the
Profpect of Peace

To the Right Hon. the Earl of Warwick, &c.

Colin and Lucy

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An Imitation of the Prophecy of Nereus, from Horace,
Book III. Ode XXV.

To Sir Godfrey Kneller at his Country Seat

On the Death of the Earl of Cadogan

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34

36

38

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An Ode infcrib'd to the Right Hon. the Earl of Sunderland
at Windfor

Kenfington Garden

An Epiftle from a Lady in England to a Gentleman at

Avignon

The Female Reign, an Ode

Six Town Eclogues

The Lover. A Ballad. To Mr. C-

61

The Lady's Refolve Written Extempore on a Window 107
The Gentleman's Answer

The Spleen. An Epiftle to Mr. C. J.

116

An Epigram on the Rev. Mr. Laurence Echard's and

Bishop Gilbert Burnet's Hiftories

Pre-Existence. A Poem, in Imitation of Milton

158

Chiron