SON G. Written in the Year 1732. By the Same. I. AY, MYRA, why is gentle Love A ftranger to that mind, Which pity and esteem can move; Which can be just and kind? II. Is it because you fear to share The jealous Doubt, the tender Care, III. Alas! by fome degree of woe We every bliss must gain : The heart can ne'er a transport know, Written Written at Mr. POPE'S Houfe at Twickenham, which he had lent to Mrs. Grenville. G In AUGUST 1735. By the Same. I. O, Thames, and tell the bufy town, Not all its wealth or pride Could tempt me from the charms that crown / Thy rural flow'ry fide: 11. Thy flow'ry fide, where POPE has plac'd The Mufes' green retreat, With every Art compleat, III. But now, fweet bard, thy heav'nly fong Enchants us here no more; Their darling glory loft too long Thy once-lov'd fhades deplore. The author's aunt, afterwards created countefs Temple. She was widow and relict of Richard Grenville of Wootton, Efq; and died Oftober 6, 175a, IV. Yet IV. Yet ftill for beauteous Grenville's fake, Grenville, whofe eyes have power to make A POPE of every swain. NONE By the Same. [ONE without Hope e'er lov'd the brightest Fair, To XXXXX To Mr. WEST, at Wickham ". Written in the Year 1740. By the Same. AIR Nature's fweet fimplicity F With elegance refin'd, Well in thy Seat, my friend, I fee, But better in thy Mind. To both from courts and all their ftate Eager I fly, to prove a Gilbert Weft, Efq; the author's coufin. b Near Croyden. Το XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX To Mifs LUCY FORTESCUE. ONCE By the Same. NCE by the Mufe alone infpir'd No ferious love my bofom fir'd; But Venus now to punish me, a The authors' first lady, whofe death, which happened 19th January 1746-7, he so pathetically lamented in the Monody printed in this volume, Το |