Poems on Several Occasions ... To which is added, the Plague of Wealth, Occasion'd By the Author's receiving fifty Pounds from his Excellency the Lord Carteret, for the foremention'd Ode. With several Poems not in the Dublin Edition. By Matthew Pilkington. Revised by the Reverend Dr. Swift |
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The Constant Shepherd.
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The Constant Shepherd.
Felices ter & amplius
Quos irrupta tenet copula!
Hor.
Quos irrupta tenet copula!
Hor.
Come hither, Mira, while the Sun
Prepares his radiant Course to run,
Come sit, my fair one, always gay,
Inspirer of the tender Lay,
On yonder Bank with Vi'lets crown'd,
And Cowslips breathing Sweets around,
And listen, kind, while I impart
What Fondness dictates to my Heart.
Prepares his radiant Course to run,
Come sit, my fair one, always gay,
Inspirer of the tender Lay,
On yonder Bank with Vi'lets crown'd,
And Cowslips breathing Sweets around,
And listen, kind, while I impart
What Fondness dictates to my Heart.
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To me how beautiful appear
All Nature's Works, when thou art near!
Sweet glides the mazy Stream along,
And sweetly sounds the Thrush's Song,
With added Charms the Flow'rs display
Their Beauties, op'ning to the Day;
But Mira gone—my Pleasures fly,
The Stream unheeded wanders by,
The Birds, methinks, discordant sing,
And cheerless breathe the Sweets of Spring:
'Tis she that charms, and makes with Ease
Each varying Scene, and Object please.
Be ever prais'd that Pow'r divine,
And blest the Hour that made thee mine.
All Nature's Works, when thou art near!
Sweet glides the mazy Stream along,
And sweetly sounds the Thrush's Song,
With added Charms the Flow'rs display
Their Beauties, op'ning to the Day;
But Mira gone—my Pleasures fly,
The Stream unheeded wanders by,
The Birds, methinks, discordant sing,
And cheerless breathe the Sweets of Spring:
'Tis she that charms, and makes with Ease
Each varying Scene, and Object please.
Be ever prais'd that Pow'r divine,
And blest the Hour that made thee mine.
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When others I with thee compare,
Thou seem'st more virtuous, wise, and fair,
And pleas'd, I see thee far outshine
Thy Sex with Excellence divine.
Thou seem'st more virtuous, wise, and fair,
And pleas'd, I see thee far outshine
Thy Sex with Excellence divine.
Belinda boasts a beauteous Face,
She wants no Eye-engaging Grace,
Yet search Belinda's Mind with Care,
You'll find no Charms to strike you there.
She wants no Eye-engaging Grace,
Yet search Belinda's Mind with Care,
You'll find no Charms to strike you there.
In Laura Wit and Humour reign,
But Laura's peevish, proud and vain,
Devour'd with Spleen, perverse, and prone
To scorn all Judgments—but her own.
But Laura's peevish, proud and vain,
Devour'd with Spleen, perverse, and prone
To scorn all Judgments—but her own.
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But, Mira! each superior Grace
Adorns thy Soul, and decks thy Face:
Both form'd so fair, not Envy's Eye
Can one Defect or Blemish spy,
Ev'n Virtue's self wou'd Mankind see,
Their wond'ring Eyes must fix on thee.
Adorns thy Soul, and decks thy Face:
Both form'd so fair, not Envy's Eye
Can one Defect or Blemish spy,
Ev'n Virtue's self wou'd Mankind see,
Their wond'ring Eyes must fix on thee.
May Heav'n, to crown my Life with Joy,
For thee its guardian Care employ,
And ev'ry swiftly-circling Hour
Abundant Blessings round thee pour:
Then Colin, blest in this Retreat,
Shall scorn the Glory of the Great,
And here with sweet Contentment reign,
A constant, kind, delighted Swain—.
Be ever prais'd that Pow'r divine,
And blest the Hour that made thee mine.
For thee its guardian Care employ,
And ev'ry swiftly-circling Hour
Abundant Blessings round thee pour:
Then Colin, blest in this Retreat,
Shall scorn the Glory of the Great,
And here with sweet Contentment reign,
A constant, kind, delighted Swain—.
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And blest the Hour that made thee mine.
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