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Or, Poems By Mrs. Elizabeth Singer, [Now Rowe,] ... The Second Edition

Rowe, Elizabeth Singer (1674-1737)

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Verses to the Author, Known only by REPORT, and by Her POEMS.

ON REPRINTING Philomela's POEMS,

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POEMS ON Several Occasions.

A PARAPHRASE ON THE CANTICLES.

On CANTICLES. Ch. V. VI. &c.

From CANTICLES, Ch. VII, XI.

From Job Ch. XIX. V. 26.

Pindaric ODE on HABAKKUK.

TO THE Author of the foregoing ODE. By the ATHENIANS

From MICAH, Ch. VI. 5, 6, 7.

From MALACHI, Ch. III. V. 14.

PARAPHRASE From John, Ch. III. V. 16.

From JOHN, Ch. XXI. V. 17.

On the REVELATIONS, Chap. I. from v. 13. to v. 18.

Thoughts on DEATH.

The REFLECTION.

The Vanity of the World, ADDRESSED To the ATHENIANS.

ANSWER OF THE ATHENIANS.

THE EXPOSTULATION.

THE WISH. TO THE ATHENIANS.

ANSWER OF THE ATHENIANS.

A PASTORAL ON THE NATIVITY OF OUR SAVIOUR.

THE Fall of PHAETON, Paraphrased.

A PASTORAL ELEGY.

PARTHENIA. AN ELEGY.

REPLY TO HUMAN LOVE.

TO A FRIEND WHO Persuades me to leave the Muses.

A PINDARIC ODE, TO THE Athenian Society.

THE FEMALE PASSION.

TO STREPHON.

ANSWER BY THE ATHENIANS.

TO A LADY at Court.

THE VISION, To Theron.

A Farewel to LOVE.

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TO STREPHON.

To Me his Sighs, to Me are all his Vows,
But there's my Hell, the Depth of all my Woes,
We burn alike, but O! the distant Bliss,
A View of That my greatest Torment is;
Accurst Ambition, grov'ling Interest,
Such hated Crimes as yet did never rest
Within my Soul, must now unjustly keep
Me from my Heav'n! would they may sink as deep,
As that black Chaos whence they sprung, and leave
Those Mortals wretched which they now deceive.