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Poems on Several Occasions

By the Reverend Mr. Thomas Warton

Warton, Thomas (1688?-1745)

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An EPISTLE to Dr. Young,

An EPISTLE to Dr. Guibbons, a celebrated Physician.

MAMMON's PLEA:

RETIREMENT:

OF THE Universal Love of Pleasure.

To a certain Voluminous Scribler.

AN INVOCATION TO A Water-Nymph.

AN ELEGY on an Infant.

A CHORUS,

Hereafter in English Metre ensueth A Paraphrase on the Holie Book entituled Leviticus Chap. XI. Vers. 13, &c. Fashioned after the Maniere of Maister Geoffery Chaucer in his Assemblie of Foules:

To Her MAJESTY Queen CAROLINE, ON HER Accession to the THRONE:

ODE ON THE PASSION.

The Eighth ODE of the Second Book of Horace.

ASTROPHIL to his SON, aged Seven Months.

PHILANDER,

TO BAPTISTA TURRIANO,

To the Right Honourable George Dodington, Esq

ON MAY MORNING.

On a Gentleman whose Mistress had an ill Breath.

A PARAPHRASE On the 65th Psalm.

STANZAS,

ODE.

Written in a Lady's Watch-Case.

ON A BEAUTY with ill Qualities.

AN American LOVE-ODE.

THE Second EPODE of HORACE imitated.

A PARAPHRASE ON THE 13th ODE of the 3d Book of HORACE:

A FRAGMENT of a Satire.

A RUNICODE:

Another, on the same Subject.

ODE TO SLEEP.

TO Mr. ADDISON,

From the Thirteenth ODE of the Second Book of Horace.

VERSES

THE GLUTTON.

ODE TO TASTE.

STANZAS ON THE PSALMS.

AVARO,

CUPID acquitted,

THREE EPIGRAMS Translated from the Greek.

A PASTORAL

A PARAPHRASE

THE REGAL DREAM.

A FAREWELL to POETRY.

ODE ON THE DEATH of the Author.

ODE ON THE DEATH of the AUTHOR.

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A CHORUS,

Translated from the Hecuba of Euripides.

I

Soft, southern Gale, whose whisp'ring Breath
Skims lightly o'er the curling Wave,
O whither, in this hapless Bark,
Wilt thou convey a weeping Slave?

II

To Doria's wood-invested Land,
Or Phthia's Pastures shall I go,
Where Father of Field-fat'ning Floods
Apidanus shall hear my Woe?

III

Or sent to Athens, shall I weave
In Tissue Robes the Queen of War;
Her polish'd Helm, and Gorgon-shield,
Her foaming Steeds, and glitt'ring Car?

IV

Or haply in the Piece shall stand
The Titan's Heav'n-defying Crew,
Whom Jove, his Prowess to display,
With angry livid Lightnings slew.

V

O my lost Children, Parents, Friends!
O Ilion smoking on the Plains!
O my poor Self, whom foreign Hands
Shall bind in curst, disgraceful Chains!