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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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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.

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To a Lady, who, with a Charming Air of Negligence, frequently, when spoken to reply'd—Yes, Sir

Consent, Love's darling blessing, dwells in this,
In this one soft, transporting Accent, Yes.
Still that dear Sound, from those dear Lips should flow,
O may they never, never Answer, No,
If of your late, kind Accents you repent,
When Love's the Theam, be silent; that's Consent.