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The Shamrock

or, Hibernian Cresses. A Collection of Poems, Songs, Epigrams, &c. Latin as well as English, The Original Production of Ireland. To which are subjoined thoughts on the prevailing system of school education, respecting young ladies as well as gentlemen: with practical proposals for a reformation [by Samuel Whyte]

Whyte, S. (1733-1811)

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THE THREE TRAVELLERS. A TALE.

On seeing Mrs. WOFFINGTON, in the Character of Phædra.

TO THERANIA.

A PERSIAN TALE

ODE: To the MUSE.

ON Miss KENNAN's going, in the Character of a Shepherdess, to the Fancied Ball,

AN APOLOGY FOR SILENCE.

THE NOSEGAY.

To the Memory of the Right Hon. Charlotte, Lady Viscountess Townshend,

THE CHOICE OF HERCULES. AN ODE, FOR MUSIC.

EPIGRAM.

AN ELEGY, On the much-lamented Death of The Reverend JOHN LAWSON, D. D. S. F. T. C. D.

THE POET'S APOLOGY TO A YOUNG LADY,

HOCUS POCUS.

AN Occasional PROLOGUE to the Tragedy of Zara,

A FAMILIAR EPISTLE

The MALECONTENTS.

ODE, to PEACE, On the NEW YEAR, 1771.

THE NEW YEAR's GIFT.

To a YOUNG LADY,

A CHANCERY SUIT.

From POPE's Essay on Man.

VERS sur un Passage de POPE. Par Mr. De VOLTAIRE.

EPIGRAMMA.

POETA ad SUPEROS.

THE SHEPHERD'S MORAL. A PASTORAL BALLAD.

TO MYRA, On her BIRTH-DAY.

AN HYMN TO HARMONY.

EPISTLE. FROM A STUDENT AT LAW, TO HIS FRIEND.

VERSES, Sent, with a little Book of Manuscript Poems, To Miss ELIZA G---N.

THE LAWYER'S PRAYER.

VERSES, On the Rev. Dr. CORBET's Promotion to the Deanery of St. Patrick, Dublin.

To a LADY, With a PRAYER-BOOK.

EPIGRAM.

The FLY, and the CANDLE.

EPIGRAM.

EPIGRAM. Ocasioned by the Foregoing.

SONG.

VERSES, WRITTEN Upon a Pedestal, beneath a Row of Elms, in a Meadow, near Richmond-Ferry, Belonging to RICHARD OWEN CAMBRIDGE, Esq

AN INVITATION TO THE AUTHOR'S WEDDING.

THE NYMPH OF THE WELL, TO THE LADIES AT MALLOW.

SONG, On Miss LOVETT.

THE Nineteenth ODE of the Third Book of HORACE, IMITATED.

ON Dr. THWAITES's quitting the Practice of PHYSIC, AND Opening a GLASS WAREHOUSE, in Fleet-Street.

EPIGRAM. On Miss B---R.

ADVICE to Miss B---R.

On a LADY Sleeping.

THE VISION.

THE CHARMS OF MISS COX.

THE PETITION OF MARGARET WOFFINGTON, TO HIS GRACE, THE DUKE OF DORSET.

RIDDLE.

LISETTA.

EPIGRAM.

Occasional PROLOGUE to the Beggar's Opera,

TWO LOVE ELEGIES.

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AN INSCRIPTION, Written upon one of the TUBS in HAM WALKS.

INSCRIPTIONS, INTENDED FOR THE MONUMENT OF THOMAS PRIOR, ESQ

VERSES, ADDRESSED TO THE LORD LIEUTENANT, At the ELABORATORY, T. C. D.

VERSES, ADDRESSED TO THE LORD LIEUTENANT, At the PRINTING-HOUSE, T. C. D.

ON THE MARRIAGE OF Lord KINGSBOROUGH, and Miss FITZGERALD.

CUPID, and his DARTS.

ODE to HEALTH.

An EPITAPH.

LINES, Written in a blank Leaf of JOHNSON's WORKS

II.

III.

IV.

REASON's TRIUMPH: A CANTATA.

SONG.

ODE On FREDERICK III. King of PRUSSIA.

ODE on BRITISH FREEDOM.

THE TEMPLE OF GLORY.

EPITAPH On a MAN who had a very wide Mouth.

SAPPHIC ODES.

AN ELEGY, Written in the Year 1751.

An EXTEMPORE.

A NEW AND ACCURATE TRANSLATION OF THE FIRST BOOK OF HOMER'S ILIAD.

SONG. To THERANIA.

AN EXTEMPORE THOUGHT, At Mr. WALKER's Optic Lecture,

VALESUS: AN ECLOGUE.

The LYCEUM .

OCCASIONAL EPILOGUE TO THE FAITHFUL SHEPHERD.

SONNET. To Mr. THOMAS HICKEY.

AN ELEGY.

TO A LADY, Who demanded an EXTEMPORE. In IMITATION of the Foregoing.

SONG.

A FAMILIAR EPISTLE, FROM A LAW-STUDENT, in the Country, To his FRIEND, at the Temple.

SONG.

EPIGRAM.

A LETTER TO CHARLES LUCAS, Esq; M. D.

AN IMITATION OF THE FIRST ODE of the FIRST BOOK of HORACE.

TRUTH in a MASK.

GAIETY and INNOCENCE: Or, THERANIA's KISS.

SONG

IRENE: A CANTO, ON THE PEACE.

The SCOLD:

ÆNIGMA.

THE HONE: A Piece of IRISH MYTHOLOGY.

EPITAPH. MULTUM IN PARVO.

VERSES To Miss ELEANOR WOOD.

A NEW SONG.

SONG.

AN ODE TO THE CREATOR.

ODE: TO IERNE.

ODE: on The KING's NUPTIALS.

EPIGRAM. On a CUP OF TEA, spilt in a LADY's Lap.

ON Miss M. and Miss H. HERRING.

AN INVITATION. TO DR. JUSTAMOND.

SONG: ON Miss MOLLY HERRING's Marriage with Mr. STONE

EPIGRAM. Upon a BARBER.

HARRIOT. AN ELEGY.

THE FOURTEENTH OF FEBRUARY.

GAY's EPITAPH, PARAPHRASED.

THE FOUNDLING.

ON THE BERNARD FAMILY, IN CARLOW.

THE ABSENT LOVER's REQUEST.

ON THE ORIGIN AND IMPROVEMENT OF KISSES.

SONNET. To Miss PLUMMER.

COLESHILL: An ELEGY.

THE FAREWELL: A PASTORAL BALLAD.

TO MR. ***********: On reading some of his POEMS.

VERSES On seeing a married Lady in a Window.

LOMNANA.

I. VENUS on EARTH.

II.

II. A DIALOGUE.

III.

III. The VINDICATION.

IV.

IV. The ENQUIRY.

V. The ANSWER.

VI.

VI. The WISH.

VII.

VII. A fourth CANDIDATE.

VIII.

VIII. The CHARM.

The LINNET and GOLDFINCH.

The REMONSTRANCE.

EPIGRAM. To a young Lady blowing a Turf Fire with her Petticoat.

OCCASIONAL PROLOGUE To the Tragedy of Cato, perform'd by young Gentlemen.

AN ELEGY On the Death of two Goldfinches, given to the Writer by the Right Honourable Lady Mary Leslie, on her leaving Ireland.

SONG. By a young LADY.

A HYMN. By the same; a little before her Death, October 5, 1763.

EPITAPH On Miss ****, Pancras Church-Yard.

HYMN.

A SONG.

PREPOSSESSION: A SONG.

A HYMN: On recovering from a Fit of Illness.

ÆNIGMA I.

II.

ÆNIGMA II.

III.

ÆNIGMA III.

CUPID and the PAINTER.

ODE.

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PREPOSSESSION: A SONG.

Inscribed to Miss CLEMENTS.

Before I saw that pleasing Frame,
Or heard that joy-diffusing Tongue,
Won by the lavish Voice of Fame,
Enraptur'd on thy Name I hung.
While Fancy wander'd, unrestrain'd,
And all my fond Imagination
The lov'd Idea entertain'd,
I thought it was but Prepossession.

But when thy Presence bless'd my View,
And every Charm, before ideal;
The sprightly Eye; the florid Hue;
The manly Sense, alas! prov'd real:

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While, struck by Virtue's awful Ray,
I gaz'd with placid Admiration;
I felt that Reason bore the Sway;
Nor longer thought it Prepossession.

Lo! now thine Image melts my Soul,
And o'er my Breast unrivall'd reigns;
I look—my Thoughts in Tumult roll;
I touch—and Transport fires my Veins.
Now, fluttering like the entangled Dove,
My Heart invites the fierce Sensation;
O wretched Fate! 'tis surely Love;
Not Reason this, nor Prepossession.