Mr. Cooke's Original Poems with Imitations and Translations of Several Select Passages of the Antients, In Four Parts: To which are added Proposals For perfecting the English Language |
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Ode the Twentyeth. TO The honourable Master Robert Petre a Day old, 1741.
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Ode the Twentyeth. TO The honourable Master Robert Petre a Day old, 1741.
Noble Youth, whose Hours are few,
What the Muse now sends to you
Is no false or flatt'ring Air:
Take, instead of Praise, a Pray'r.
What the Muse now sends to you
Is no false or flatt'ring Air:
Take, instead of Praise, a Pray'r.
As the morning Sun in May
Oft' foretels a pleasant Day,
May thy early Life presage
Honours to thy riper Age.
Oft' foretels a pleasant Day,
May thy early Life presage
Honours to thy riper Age.
Rich thy Veins with noble Blood,
May'st thou never stain the Flood!
May thy Father's better Part,
May his Virtues, fill thy Heart:
May'st thou never stain the Flood!
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May his Virtues, fill thy Heart:
Then thou'lt never do the Deed
That shall make fair Virtue bleed:
Free thy Father's Mind from Fears,
And thy Mother's Eyes from Tears.
That shall make fair Virtue bleed:
Free thy Father's Mind from Fears,
And thy Mother's Eyes from Tears.
Joyful may thy Parents see
What they ever hop'd from thee:
Long, in Thorndon's peaceful Bow'rs,
Bless'd and Blessing pass your Hours.
What they ever hop'd from thee:
Long, in Thorndon's peaceful Bow'rs,
Bless'd and Blessing pass your Hours.
May'st thou like our English Tree
Glory of the Forest be:
Like the Oak may'st thou remain,
Flourish long, and grace the Plain.
Glory of the Forest be:
Like the Oak may'st thou remain,
Flourish long, and grace the Plain.
When thy Race of Life is run,
May'st thou set like Summer's Sun,
Rays of Glory round thee spread,
To adorn thy Name when dead.
May'st thou set like Summer's Sun,
Rays of Glory round thee spread,
To adorn thy Name when dead.
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