III. She is faithlefs, and I am undone; What it cannot instruct you to cure, Amid nymphs of an higher degree; How fair, and how fickle they be, Alas! from the day that we met, The glance that undid my repofe. The flow'r, and the shrub, and the tree, Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain, V. The fweets of a dew-fprinkled rofe, The found of a murmuring stream, The peace which from folitude flows, Henceforth fhall be Corydon's theme, High transports are fhewn to the fight, But we are not to find them our own; Fate never beftow'd fuch delight, As I with my Phyllis had known. VI. Oye woods, spread your branches apace; I would hide with the beasts of the chace; Yet my reed shall refound thro' the grove With the fame fad complaint it begun ; Penfourft To the Hon. Wilmot Vaughan, Efq; in Wales Epiftle to Sir Thomas Hanmer Song Anfer to ditto Page r 7 9 50 61 71 Elegy to Mifs D---w---d 73 75 Monimia to Philocles 78 Flora to Pompey 86 Arisbe to Marius Jun. 91 Roxana to Ufbeck 98 Epilogue 103 Ode XI. Book I. of Horace 105 Love Letter 106 Verfes written in a Garden Answer to a Love Letter Anfwer to a Lady who advis'd Retirement 192 193 195 Addrefs Addrefs of the Statues at Stow to Lord Cobham Verfes written at Montauban in France 1750 The dying Indian Ode on Mr. Weft's Tranflation of Pindar Pleasures of Melancholy Sonnet On Bathing To Lady H-v-y On Sir Robert Walpole's Birth-day Verfes written in Coke upon Littleton Ode to Mr. Poyntz 196 198 203 204 205 207 210 221 222 223 ibid. 224 228 229 239 Father Francis's Prayer Poets and News-writers Petition to Mr. Pelham Ode at the Inftallation of the Duke of Newcastle. Ode to an Eolus's Harp Ode to Health A Vernal Ode An Autumnal Ode 255 257 258 26c 262 267 268 271 273 |