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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.

DESIDERIUM LUTETIAE;

PHILANTHES:

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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PROLOGUE to OTHELLO

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Spoken by Mr. Love, at the Opening of the Play-house in Dumfries.

Ye souls! by soft humanity inspir'd,
For gen'rous hearts and manners free admir'd;
Where taste and commerce, amicably join'd,
Embellish life, and cultivate the mind:
Without a blush you may support our stage;
No tainted joys shall here your view engage.
To tickle fools with prostituted art,
Debauch the fancy, and corrupt the heart,
Let others stoop; such meanness we despise,
And please with virtuous objects virtuous eyes.

The tender soul what dire convulsions tear,
When whisp'ring villains gain th' incautious ear;

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How heav'nly mild, yet how intensely bright,
Fair Innocence, tho' clouded, strikes the sight;
What endless plagues from jealous fondness flow,
This night our faithful scenes attempt to show:
No new-born whim, no hasty flash of wit;
But nature's dictates, by great Shakespeare writ.

Immortal bard! who, with a master hand,
Could all the movements of the soul command;
With pity sooth, with terror shake her frame;
In love dissolve her, or to rage inflame.

To taste and virtue, heav'n-descended pair!
While pleas'd we thus devote our art and care;
To crown our ardor, let your fav'ring smile
Reward our hopes, and animate our toil:
So may your eyes no weeping moments know,
But when they share some Desdemona's woe.