Poems on Several Occasions | ||
Nor would I take the Laureat's Hire for nought—
A Sine-Cure indulges want of Thought.
I wou'd, in Poetry, a Pastor prove,
And guide my tuneful Flock to Walpole's Love.
Charm'd by his Worth, their Looks shall all grow gay,
And sullen Faction smile Despair away.
A Sine-Cure indulges want of Thought.
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And guide my tuneful Flock to Walpole's Love.
Charm'd by his Worth, their Looks shall all grow gay,
And sullen Faction smile Despair away.
Poems on Several Occasions | ||