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Page To the same, on her leaving the Town after the Coronation

214 To Mr. John Moore, Author of the celebrated Worm-powder

216 To Mrs. M. B. on her Birth-day To Mr. Thomas Southern on his Birth-day 218 To Mr. Addison ; occasioned by his Dia. logues on Medals

ib. To Dr. Arbuthnot Satires, Epistles, and Odes of Horace imitated 233 The Satires of Dr. Donne versified

281 Epilogue to the Satires

292 Imitations of English Poets

303 Chaucer

ib. Spenser. The Alley

304 Waller. On a Lady singing to her Lute 306 On a Fan.

ib. Cowley: The Garden

307 Weeping Earl of RochesterOn Silence

. ib. Earl of Dorset. Artemisia

. 310 Phryne

ib. The Dunciad. To Dr Swift

. 312 Miscellanies

.383 The Basset-Table. Au Eclogue

ib. Vertumnus and Poniona.

386 Two Choruses to the Tragedy of Brutus 389 The Fable of Dryope.

392 Verbatim from Boileau

394 Answer to a Question of Mrs. Howe

395 Prologue to Mr. Addison's Cato

ib. Epilogue to Mr. Rowe's Jane Shore 396 Occasioned by some Verses of his Grace the • Duke of Buckingham

398 A Prologue to a Play for Mr. Dennis's Benefit ib. Macer. A Character

399 Song by a Person of Quality

400 On a certain Lady at Court

01 On his Grotto at Twickenham

ib. On receiving from the Right Hon. the Lady

Frances Shirley a Standish and two Pens 402 Epitaphs

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THIS illustrious poet was born at London, in 1688,

and was descended from a good family of that name in Oxfordshire, the head of which was the Earl of Downe, whose sole heiress married the Earl of Lindsey. His father, a man of primitive simplicity and integrity of manners, was a mer. chant of London, who, upon the Revolution, quitted trade, and converted his effects into money, amounting to near 10,0001. with which he retired into the country; and died in 1717, at the age of seventy-five.

Our poet's mother, who lived to a very advanced age, being ninety-three years old when she died, in 1733, was the daughter of William Turner, Esq. of York. She had three brothers, one of whom was killed, another died in the service of King Charles; and the eldest, following his fortunes, and becoming a general officer in Spain, left her what estate remained after sequestration and forfeitures of her family. To these circumstances our poet alludes in his Epistle to Dr. Arbuthnot, in which he mentions his parents : of gentle blood (part shed in honour's cause, While yet in Britain honour had applause) Each parent sprang-What fortune pray-their own; And better got than Bestia's from the throce. Born to no pride, inheriting no strife, Nor marrying discord in a noble wife ; Stranger to civil and religious rage, The good man waik'd innoxious through bis age : No courts he saw, no suits would ever try; Nor dar'd an oath, nor hazarded a lie : Unlearn'd, he knew no schoolman's subtle art, No language but the language of the heart ; By nature honest, by experience wise, Healthy by temp'rance and by exercise. · His life, though long, to sickness pass'd unknown;

His death was instant, and without a groan.

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