The Works of the Right Honourable Sir Chas. Hanbury Williams ... From the Originals in the Possession of His Grandson The Right Hon. The Earl of Essex and Others: With Notes by Horace Walpole ... In Three Volumes, with Portraits |
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AN ODE
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LORD LINCOLN. |
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AN ODE TO LORD LINCOLN.
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O LINCOLN! joy of womankind!To you this humble ode's design'd;
Let—inspire my song:
Gods! with what pow'rs are you endu'd!
Tiberius was not half so lewd,
Nor Hercules so strong.
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'Tis—now my pen employs,And since I sing of heav'nly joys,
From heav'n my notes I'll bring:
And tho' the lyric strain I chuse,
I'll open like the Mantuan Muse—
“—, and the man I sing.”
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But don't expect much flatteryFrom such an honest bard as me,
Dear, noble, vig'rous youth;
For when I say that you — more
Than ever mortal did before,
You know I say the truth.
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Four times a night, some happy fair,You—throughout the gliding year,
This course of joy pursuing;
Of feats like these what annals speak,
'Tis eight and twenty times a week,
And, Faith! that's glorious doing.
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Had Messalina—with you,Whom no then man could e'er subdue,
Tho' many a Roman tried;
She'd own'd your vigor and your charms,
And, melting, dying in your arms,
Cry'd out—“I'm satisfied!”
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Then still love on with loosen'd reins,While youth is boiling in your veins,
And sparkles in your face;
With w—belewd, with Whigs be hearty,
And both in—, and in party,
Confess your noble race.
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To you and steady Pelham then,With joy I'll dedicate my pen,
For both shall be my theme;
Since both divided England share,
You have the love of every fair,
He every man's esteem.
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