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The Poetical Works of the late Christopher Anstey

With Some Account of the Life and Writings of the Author, By his son, John Anstey
Anstey, Christopher (1724-1805)
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THE NEW BATH GUIDE:
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THE NEW BATH GUIDE. PART II.
  
ON THE MUCH LAMENTED DEATH OF THE MARQUIS OF TAVISTOCK.
  
THE PATRIOT: A PINDARIC EPISTLE, ADDRESSED TO LORD BUCKHORSE.
  
APPENDIX: CONTAINING THE AUTHOR'S CONVERSATION WITH HIS BOOKSELLER, &c.
  
THE FIRST ODE OF THE FIRST BOOK OF HORACE IMITATED. AND ADDRESSED TO JOHN MILLER, ESQ. OF BATHEASTON.
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AN ELECTION BALL, IN POETICAL LETTERS
  
ENVY, A POEM
  
WINTER AMUSEMENTS, AN O D E,
  
EPODE
  
LIBERALITY, OR THE DECAYED MACARONI
  
SPECULATION; OR A DEFENCE OF MANKIND.
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CHARITY; A POETICAL PARAPHRASE OF THE THIRTEENTH CHAPTER OF ST. PAUL'S FIRST EPISTLE TO THE CORINTHIANS.
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THE FARMER'S DAUGHTER, A POETICAL TALE.
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OCCASIONAL AND MISCELLANEOUS PIECES.

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Verse 10.—But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

To heav'n's blest regions, where perfection reigns,
And knowledge absolute her throne maintains;
There when the soul, in search of purer day,
Loos'd from mortality's impris'ning clay
Shall swifter than the forked lightning dart,
His vain attainments shall like shades depart,
And vision infinite of truths divine
That far beyond his weak conception shine,
Drown the faint glimmerings of his mental rays
In one all-pow'rful and immortal blaze.
So when the Night around th'etherial fields
In clouded state her ebon sceptre wields,
Millions of orbs amid the starry zone
With glittering gems adorn her sable throne;
But when, the world's bright lamp, the golden sun
Bursts from the East his glorious course to run
Lost in th'effulgence of his radiant fire
Those feeble ministers of Light expire.
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