Quick, the blissful scene prepare, "Sooth the patriot's heavy care: "Visions, cheering to the fight, "Give him earneft of delight. "Wife difpofer of affairs, "View the end of all thy cares ! "Forward caft thy ravish'd eyes, "See the gladdening harvest rise : "Lo, the people reap thy pain! "Thine the labor, theirs the gain. "Yonder turn, awhile, thy view, "Turn thee to yon spreading yew, "Once the gloomy tree of fate, "Once the plighted virgin's hate : "Now, no longer, does it grow, "Parent of the warring bow : "See, beneath the guiltless shade, "Peasants shape the plow and spade, "Rescued, ever, from the fear "Of the whistling shaft and spear. 52 56 60 64 68 "Lo, where plenty comes, with peace ! SUPPLICATION FOR MISS CARTERET IN THE SMALL-POX. DUBLIN, JULY 31, 1725. DOWER o'er every power fupreme, POWER Thou the poet's hallow'd theme, From thy mercy-feat on high, To the blooming virgin face, Like the breeze o'er fpringing grafs, Beauties thou waft pleas'd to finish. To the pious parents give That the darling fair may live : Turn to bleffings all their care, Save their fondness from despair. 4 8 12 16 20 24 Mitigate Mitigate the lurking pains ΤΟ MISS GEORGIANA, YOUNGEST DAUGHTER TO LORD CARTERET. AUGUST 10, 1725. LITTLE charm of placid mien, Miniature of beauty's queen, Numbering years, a scanty Nine, Stealing hearts without defign, Young inveigler, fond in wiles, Prone to mirth, profuse in smiles, Thou, and all thy lovers blefs'd, O, for ever pleas'd and pleasing! 28 8 12 16 Figure Voice, and speech, and action, rifing, Is the filken web fo thin As the texture of her fkin ? As her veins expos'd to view ? Who e'er knew the like before thee? They who knew the Nymph that bare thee. From thy paftime and thy toys, From thy harmless cares and joys, 20 24 28 32 36 40 Semblance of the fair who bore thee, Where the Liffy meets the main, 48 Has thy Sifter hear'd my ftrain : O'er the level glaffy tides, While the fummer flowers are fpringing, And the new-fledg'd birds are finging. 52 56 бо EPIGRAMS AND SHORT POEMS. UPON THE TOASTS OF THE HANOVER CLUB. HE reigning fair on polith'd crystal shine, THE Enrich our glaffes, and improve our wine. The favourite names we to our lips apply, Indulge our thoughts, and drink with ecstacy. While thefe, the chofen beauties of our ifle, Propitious on the caufe of freedom fmile, 4 8 ON A COMPANY OF BAD DANCERS TO GOOD MUSIC*. HOW ill the motion with the mufic fuits! So Orpheus fiddled, and fo danc'd the brutes. * This Epigram is claimed by Mr. Jeffreys, and is printed in his Works. VOL. LVII. G EPI |