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Miscellanies, in Verse and Prose

By George Jeffreys

Jeffreys, George,1678-1755

VERSES TO THE AUTHOR.

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Original POEMS, AND TRANSLATIONS.

VERSES upon the Death of the Duke of Gloucester.

VERSES occasioned by the Solemnity of Mr. Dryden's Funeral.

On the Resurrection.

Ex tempore; on Sight of a Dance.

Epigram.

On Blenheim-House.

On the Death of Parthenia.

An ODE from Sappho, English'd.

The Beginning of Lucan, Book 8. English'd.

Part of Lucan, Book IX. English'd.

The Sixteenth of May.

Horace, Book II. Ode 5. English'd.

Horace, Book II. Ode 9. Imitated.

To Mr. Addison, on his Tragedy of Cato.

An ODE, on the Death of Charles XII. King of Sweden.

On the Death of Monimia.

On the Earl of Oxford's Enlargement.

Written in a Lady's Tunbridge Miscellanies.

ODE for New-year's-day, 1720.

On a Gentleman who ran mad with Love of a Physician's Daughter.

Epilogue to Money the Mistress,

Epitaph, On the Rev. Dr. Drelincourt, Dean of Armagh;

Prologue, design'd for the Adelphi, in 1720.

Horace, Epode IV. Imitated.

To Mrs. Cibber,

The Peach Stone.

Prologue, spoken by Mrs. Brett,

Prologue, design'd for Merope.

ODE from the Latin of Dr. Pitcairn.

On the Essays on Man.

On the Shell-work in Berkshire.

On a Lady's Hand-writing.

On the Marriage of Sir Edward Turner and Miss Leigh.

On a Lady from India, who loves Bathing.

A Riddle of Dean Swift's, versified.

From the French.

From the same Language,

On the Birth of Sir Edward Turner's Son.

Translation of a Latin Epigram on Casimire.

From the French Opera of Orpheus.

To a Lady on her Birth-day, March 31.

To Veneroni's Dictionary,

To a Gentleman,

On a Lady's bidding a certain Person look in the Glass.

A Dialogue between a Marquess and a Saint.

Horace, Ode VI. Book I.

Horace, Ode XIII. Book I.

Horace, Ode IV. Book IV.

Prologue to Esther, a Tragedy;

The Story of Phaeton.

Father Francis and Sister Constance.

The Happy Pair;

Epigram, To the Memory of Peter Alexiowitz,

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Epigram.

[By Land and Sea, the haughty French o'erthrown]

By Land and Sea, the haughty French o'erthrown,
Accuse not Fortune's spite, but vent their own;
And still some hapless Leader bears the blame
Of sinking Empire, and of ruin'd Fame:
The Soldiers fought; but Tallard's Conduct fail'd;
And Thesse's Pride o'er Pointy's Care prevail'd.
Tax not the guiltless, Lewis; nor deplore
The Gallic Heads and Hands as now no more.
Thy Heads, thy Hands, perhaps, may equal ours;
But Anna's stronger Genius thine o'erpow'rs:
Nor Force, nor Policy, can shield thee now,
Since Justice gives the Sword, and She the Blow.