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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 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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Of Roman Senators.
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ACT IV.
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Of Roman Soldiers.
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ACT V.
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On the TIMES.

Since in vain our Parsons teach,
Hear, for once, a Poet preach.
Vice has lost its very Name,
Skill and Coz'nage thought the same;
Only playing well the Game.
Foul Contrivances we see
Call'd but Ingenuity;
Ample Fortunes often made
Out of Frauds in ev'ry Trade,
Which an aukward Child afford
Enough to wed the greatest Lord.
The Miser starves to raise a Son;
But, if once the Fool is gone,
Years of Thirft scarce serve a Day,
Rake-hell squanders all away.
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Husbands sneaking for a Place,
Or toiling for their Pay;
While the Wives undo their Race
By Petticoats and Play:
Breeding Boys to Drink and Dice,
Carrying Girls to Comedies,
Where Ma-ma's Intrigues are shown,
Which ere long will be their own.
Having first at Sermon slept,
Tedious Day is weekly kept
By worse Hypocrites, than Men,
Till Monday comes to cheat agen.
Ev'n among the Noblest-born,
Moral Virtue is a Scorn;
Gratitude, but rare at best;
And Fidelity a Jest.
All our Wit but Party-mocks;
All our Wisdom, raising Stocks:
Counted Folly to defend
Sinking Side, or falling Friend.
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Long an Officer may serve;
Prais'd and wounded, he may starve:
No Receipt, to make him rise,
Like inventing loyal Lyes.
We, whose Ancestors have shin'd
In Arts of Peace, and Fields of Fame,
To Ill and Idleness inclin'd,
Now are grown a publick Shame.
Fatal that intestine Jar,
Which produc'd our Civil War!
Ever since, how sad a Race!
Senseless, violent, and base!
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