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The Works of John Sheffield

Earl of Mulgrave, Marquis of Normanby, and Duke of Buckingham. In two volumes ... The third edition, Corrected
Buckingham, John Sheffield (1648-1720 or 21)
  
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THE TEMPLE OF DEATH.
  
ODE on LOVE.
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SONGS AND VERSES.
  
ELEGY TO THE Duchess of R*****.
  
A LETTER from SEA.
  
Love's Slavery.
  
The DREAM.
  
To one who accused him of being too sensual in his Love.
  
The WARNING.
  
To AMORETTA.
  
The VENTURE.
  
Inconstancy Excused.
  
SONG.
  
DESPAIR.
  
On Apprehension of losing what he had newly gain'd.
  
The Reconcilement.
  
SONG.
  
To a Coquet Beauty.
  
The RELAPSE.
  
The RECOVERY.
  
The CONVERT.
  
The PICTURE.
  
On Don Alonzo's being killed in Portugal, upon Account of the Infanta, in the Year 1683.
  
The SURPRIZE.
  
A Dialogue sung on the Stage between an elderly Shepherd, and a very young Nymph.
  
On one who died discovering her Kindness.
  
On Lucinda's Death.
  
To a Lady retiring into a Monastery.
  
The VISION.
  
HELEN to PARIS,
  
Part of the Story of Orpheus.
  
AN ESSAY ON SATIRE.
  
ODE ON BRUTUS.
  
The RAPTURE.
  
On Mr. HOBBS, and his Writings.
  
Written over a Gate.
  
The MIRACLE, 1707.
  
ODE on the Death of Henry Purcell.
  
On the Loss of an only Son, Robert Marquis of Normanby.
  
On Mr. POPE, and his Poems.
  
STANZAS.
  
The Election of a Poet Laureat in 1719.
  
On the TIMES.
  
ON THE DUKE of YORK Banished to Brussels.
  
On the DEITY.
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THE TRAGEDY OF JULIUS CÆSAR, ALTERED:
  
PROLOGUE to the Alteration of JULIUS CÆSAR.
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ACT I.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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ACT II.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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ACT III.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
 VI. 
SCENE VI.
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Third CHORUS.
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ACT IV.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE II.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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SCENE VI.
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ACT V.
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SCENE I.
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THE TRAGEDY OF MARCUS BRUTUS.
  
PROLOGUE. By the AUTHOR.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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Of Athenian Philosophers. Written at the Command of his Grace, by Mr. POPE.
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ACT II.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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Of Athenian Youths and Virgins. By Mr. Pope.
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ACT III.
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SCENE I.
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SCENE III.
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SCENE IV.
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SCENE V.
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Of Roman Senators.
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ACT IV.
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SCENE I.
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Of Roman Soldiers.
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ACT V.
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SCENE VI.

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ELEGY TO THE Duchess of R*****.

Thou lovely Slave to a rude Husband's Will,
By Nature us'd so well, by him so ill!
For all that Grief we see your Mind endure,
Your Glass presents you with a pleasing Cure.
Those Maids you envy for their happier State,
To have your Form, would gladly have your Fate;
And of like Slavery each Wife complains,
Without such Beauty's Help to bear her Chains.
Husbands like Him we ev'ry-where may see;
But where can we behold a Wife like Thee?
While to a Tyrant you by Fate are ty'd,
By Love you tyrannize o'er all beside:
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Those Eyes, tho' weeping, can no Pity move;
Worthy our Grief! More worthy of our Love!
You, while so fair (do Fortune what she please)
Can be no more in Pain, than we at Ease:
Unless, unsatisfied with all our Vows,
Your vain Ambition so unbounded grows,
That you repine a Husband should escape
Th'united Force of such a Face and Shape.
If so, alas! for all those charming Pow'rs,
Your Case is just as desperate as ours.
Expect that Birds should only sing to you,
And, as you walk, that ev'ry Tree should bow;
Expect those Statues, as you pass, should burn;
And that with Wonder Men should Statues turn;
Such Beauty is enough to give Things Life,
But not to make a Husband love his Wife:
A Husband, worse than Statues, or than Trees;
Colder than those, less sensible than these.
Then from so dull a Care your Thoughts remove,
And waste not Sighs you only owe to Love.
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'Tis Pity, Sighs from such a Breast should part,
Unless to ease some doubtful Lover's Heart;
Who dies because he must too justly prize
What yet the dull Possessor does despise.
Thus precious Jewels among Indians grow,
Who nor their Use, nor wondrous Value know;
But we for those bright Treasures tempt the Main,
And hazard Life for what the Fools disdain.
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