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Poems by the Late Reverend Dr. Thomas Blacklock

Together with an Essay on the Education of the Blind. To Which is Prefixed A New Account of the Life and Writings of the Author

Blacklock, Thomas (1721-1791)

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To Mr. THOMAS BLACKLOCK.

AN EPISTLE FROM Dr. BEATTIE, TO THE Reverend Mr. THOMAS BLACKLOCK.

POEMS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS.

HORACE, ODE I. IMITATED.

PSALM I.

An HYMN to the SUPREME BEING,

PSALM CXXXIX.

An HYMN to DIVINE LOVE.

An HYMN to BENEVOLENCE.

An HYMN to FORTITUDE.

THE WISH SATISFIED.

To HAPPINESS.

On EUANTHE's ABSENCE.

To a Young Gentleman bound for Guinea.

An IRREGULAR ODE.

To a COQUETTE.

On the Refinements in Metaphysical Philosophy.

To Mrs. R--- On the Death of a promising Infant.

An ODE.

To HEALTH:

To a little Girl whom I had offended:

To LESBIA.

A TRANSLATION of an Old SCOTTISH SONG.

SONG

The RAVISH'D SHEPHERD.

A PASTORAL SONG.

On the Death of STELLA;

A PASTORAL.

The PLAINTIVE SHEPHERD.

II.

III.

IV.

VI.

VII.

VIII.

IX.

XI.

The WISH: An Elegy.

On the Death of Mr. POPE.

ELEGY:

A SOLILOQUY

Miss ------ to the AUTHOR.

To Miss A. H. on her Marriage.

To the Reverend Mr. Jameson.

An EPITAPH, on his Father.

To Mrs. Anne Blacklock, the Author's Mother.

PROLOGUE to OTHELLO

PROLOGUE to HAMLET

To a Gentleman, who asked my Sentiments of him.

The Author's PICTURE.

ADDRESS TO THE LADIES,

HORACE, Ode XIII. Book I.

To a LADY, With HAMMOND's ELEGIES;

ODE to AMYNTA.

An ELEGY.

To John M'Laurin, Esq; (now Lord Dreghorn, one of the Senators of the College of Justice).

EXTEMPORE VERSES,

To the Reverend Mr. Spence, late Professor of Poetry at Oxford.

To Dr. BEATTIE.

To the Rev. Dr. OGILVIE.

To a FRIEND, of whose Health and Success the Author had heard, after a long Absence.

The GENEALOGY of NONSENSE.

ODE, on Melissa's Birth-day.

ODE to AURORA.

To Dr. EVANS.

To Mr. DALZEL, Professor of Greek in the University of Edinburgh.

To Dr. DOWNMAN, in London.

To the SAME.

To MELISSA.

On Dr. BLACKLOCK's Birth-day.

From Dr. DOWNMAN to Mrs. BLACKLOCK.

From Dr. DOWNMAN to Dr. BLACKLOCK.

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An HYMN to BENEVOLENCE.

Hail! source of transport ever new;
Whilst thy kind dictates I pursue,
I taste a joy sincere;
Too vast for little minds to know,
Who on themselves alone bestow
Their wishes and their care.

Daughter of God! delight of man!
From thee felicity began;
Which still thy hand sustains:
By thee sweet Peace her empire spread,
Fair Science rais'd her laurel'd head,
And Discord gnash'd in chains.

Far as the pointed sunbeam flies,
Through peopled earth and starry skies,
All nature owns thy nod:
We see thy energy prevail
Through Being's ever-rising scale,
From nothing ev'n to God.

Envy, that tortures her own heart
With plagues and ever-burning smart,
Thy charms divine expel:
Aghast she shuts her livid eyes,
And, wing'd with tenfold fury, flies
To native night and hell.

By thee inspir'd, the gen'rous breast,
In blessing others only blest,
With goodness large and free,
Delights the widow's tears to stay,
To teach the blind their smoothest way,
And aid the feeble knee.

O come! and o'er my bosom reign,
Expand my heart, inflame each vein,
Thro' ev'ry action shine;
Each low, each selfish, wish controul,
With all thy essence warm my soul,
And make me wholly thine.

Nor let fair Virtue's mortal bane,
The soul-contracting thirst of gain,
My faintest wishes sway;
By her possess'd, ere hearts refine,
In hell's dark depth shall mercy shine,
And kindle endless day.

If from thy sacred paths I turn,
Nor feel their griefs, while others mourn,
Nor with their pleasures glow:
Banish'd from God, from bliss, and thee,
My own tormentor let me be,
And groan in hopeless woe.