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Amasia, or, The Works of the Muses

A Collection of Poems. In Three Volumes. By Mr John Hopkins
Hopkins, John

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VOL. I.
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VOL. II.
  
[dedication]
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[Book I.]
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Book II.
  
[dedication]
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THE FOREST of LOVE.
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POEMS ON Several Occasions.
  
To Three Ladies who presented me their Verses Written in praise of one another, and in return for my Judgment, told my Fortune.
  
On a Fly, that flew into a Lady's Eye, and there lay buried in a Tear.
  
To a Lady, desiring a Visit.
  
Seeing a fair Young Lady, just a dying.
  
A Dialogue between a living Nymph, and a Youth who was drown'd. Written thus at the Request of a Lady.
  
To Amasia, who Commanded me to avoid her presence, whenever she appear'd.
  
The Description of the Palace of the Sun, and Conflagration of the World, partly imitated from Ovid.
  
To the Lord Sy***ney, Created Lieutenant of Ireland, about the time his Majesty went to Flanders.
  
To a Lady Lamenting her Lover, who was Drown'd.
  
On a Bee inclos'd in Amber.
  
On a China Cup fill'd with Water, round the sides of which were painted Trees, and at the bottom, a Naked Woman Weeping.
  
The Description of a Tempest, and a Fight at Sea.
  
To a Lady, who presented me an Orange.
  
To a Lady, presenting her a Box of Patches.
  
To the same Lady, having found a Silver Penny, the first thing she toucht, among the Patches, I presented her.
  
To Amasia, off'ring me a branch of Gilded Laurel.
  
To a very Charming Lady, with an unpleasing Name.
  
To a Lady, whose Maid, having given her a Manuscript, I sent her, and being ask'd from whom, she receiv'd it, reply'd—from the Conjurer himself, she thought.
  
To a Lady, saying she knew I Lov'd her.
  
To a Lady, who, (while endeavouring to tye up some Linen, with a Ribbond, a little of the shortest.) being ask'd how she would manage, if she Lov'd a Gentleman without a Fortune, reply'd, I'll show you—(and so, drawing harder, made the ends meet.)
  
To a Lady, Singing frequently these Words,—Youth and Beauty.
  
To a Lady, who, with a Charming Air of Negligence, frequently, when spoken to reply'd—Yes, Sir
  
To Amasia, having dreamt of me.
  
To Amasia, on the Accidental falling of her loose Garments, which discover'd to my view her Breasts.
  
To the Admir'd Mrs. Cr---fts.
  
To a Lady having lost three Kisses on a Wager with me, and refusing to pay them.
  
Reflections on the Picture of Cupid, Imitated from Propertius.
  
To Amasia.
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Book III.
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On a China Cup fill'd with Water, round the sides of which were painted Trees, and at the bottom, a Naked Woman Weeping.

How fair does sorrow in her Courts appear!
What tempting Charms does sad Affliction wear!
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See, her weak hands support her fainting Head,
See her fair Eyes, what Silver streams they shed!
She Bathes in Oceans which her Tears have made.
And in this comely Posture seems to be
A Venus rising from a Chrystal Sea.
See, how, in vain the Beauteous Image strives,
Like Naked Eve, to hide her self with Leaves.
Fain would she move, to what, in show she sees,
But these alas! are all forbidden Trees.
The Artist's self could not this Picture view,
Unmov'd with a worse Passion, than he drew.
Unhappy he, a New Narcissus proves,
And the fair shadow, which he made, he Loves.
Here, that fond Youth indeed might Justly err,
Nor had his Flames been for himself, but her.
Whilst in her Nile she would her Slaves survey,
And like the Crocodile, Lament her prey.
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