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The miscellaneous works (1739)

Rowe, Elizabeth Singer (1674-1737)

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VOL. I.
  
On the present publication of Mrs. Rowe's Poems after her death.
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POEMS ON Several Occasions.
  
The VISION.
  
The beginning of the fourth Book of Tasso's Jerusalem translated.
  
On the Creation.
  
Love and Friendship:
  
To the Author of the foregoing Pastoral.
  
In praise of Memory. Inscrib'd to the Honourable the Lady Worsely.
  
An imitation of a PASTORAL of Mrs. Killegrew's.
  
A description of the enchanted palace and garden of Armida; whither two knights from the Christian camp were come in search of Rinaldo.
  
The story of Erminia. Translated from the seventh Book of Tasso's Jerusalem.
  
Hymn I.
  
Hymn II.
  
Hymn III.
  
Hymn IV.
  
Hymn V.
  
Hymn on the sacrament.
  
A Pastoral on the nativity of our Saviour.
  
Hymn on Heaven.
  
Come, my Beloved, let us go forth into the fields, let us lodge in the villages, Cant. vii. II.
  
HYMN.
  
A Dialogue between the Fallen Angels, and a Human Spirit just entred into the other world.
  
A description of HELL.
  
On HEAVEN.
  
SERAPHIC LOVE.
  
The translation of Elijah.
  
A DIALOGUE between the Soul, Riches, Fame, and Pleasure.
  
The xxxviiith chapter of Job translated.
  
HYMN.
  
Thoughts of a dying Christian.
  
HYMN.
  
The APPEAL.
  
Tell me, O thou whom my soul loveth, where thou feedest, where thou makest thy flocks to rest at noon, Cant. i. 7.
  
To Mr. Watts, on his POEMS sacred to Devotion.
  
DESPAIR.
  
To Cleone.
  
To Clorinda.
  
PSALM XXIII.
  
On the death of the honourable Henry Thynne, Esq; only son of the right honourable Thomas, Lord Viscount Weymouth.
  
On LOVE.
  
REVELATION, Chap. XVI.
  
A PASTORAL.
  
To CHLOE.
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The Conflagration.
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XIII.
  
A Laplander's song to his mistress.
  
A Hymn of thanks.
  
The Hymn of the three eastern Magi, adoring our Saviour at his nativity.
  
A PASTORAL.
  
An ODE on Beauty.
  
On LOVE.
  
To Mrs. Arabella Marrow.
  
A PASTORAL.
  
On the death of Mr. Thomas Rowe.
  
On the anniversary return of the day on which Mr. Rowe died.
  
To PHILOMELA. Occasioned by her Poem on the death of her Husband.
  
To the Author of the foregoing Verses.
  
The RESIGNATION.
  
Translated from the Italian of Petrucci.
  
On the Divine Goodness.
  
PSALM LXIII.
  
PSALM LXXII.
  
PSALM CXLVI.
  
CANT. VI. v.
  
CANT. VIII. vi.
  
A HYMN.
  
Exodus III. xiv. I am that I am.
  
A SONG of Praise.
  
CANT. I. vii.
  
CANT. chap. V.
  
The SUBMISSION.
  
The WISH.
  
On the works of Creation.
  
On LOVE.
  
On the picture of King George I.
  
Part of the third Scene of the third Act of PASTOR FIDO, translated.
  
From the same. Act III. Scene I.
  
Part of the thirteenth book of Tasso's Jerusalem translated.
  
An Epistle from Alexias, a noble Roman, to his wife, whom he left on his wedding-day, with a design to visit the eastern churches.
  
To the right honourable the Earl of ---
  
On an unsuccessful attempt to draw the Lord Boyle's picture.
  
Lord Boyle's answer to the foregoing Verses.
  
To Mrs. ROWE.
  
On the death of the honourable Mrs. Thynne.
  
To Mrs. ROWE.
  
To Mrs. ROWE.
  
To the right honourable John Earl of Orrery.
  
A HYMN.
  
To Mr. THOMSON.
  
On the Divine Attributes.
  
On the name of JESUS.
  
To Mr. PRIOR.
  
A SONNET.
  
An Answer to an Italian Song.
  
The Description of the Drought.
  
CANT. II. viii, ix.
  
The PETITION.
  
Verses presented to her Royal Highness the Princess Amelia, at Marlborough, June the 18th, 1728.
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Devout Soliloquies.
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SOLILOQUY I.
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SOLILOQUY II.
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SOLILOQUY III.
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SOLILOQUY. IV.
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SOLILOQUY V.
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SOLILOQUY VI.
 VII. 
SOLILOQUY VII.
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SOLILOQUY VIII.
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SOLILOQUY IX.
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SOLILOQUY X.
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SOLILOQUY XI.
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SOLILOQUY XII.
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SOLILOQUY XIII.
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SOLILOQUY XIV.
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SOLILOQUY XV.
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SOLILOQUY XVI.
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SOLILOQUY XVII.
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SOLILOQUY XVIII.
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SOLILOQUY XIX.
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SOLILOQUY XX.
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SOLILOQUY XXI.
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SOLILOQUY XXII.
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Devout Soliloquies. In blank verse.
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SOLILOQUY I.
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SOLILOQUY II.
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SOLILOQUY III.
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SOLILOQUY IV.
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SOLILOQUY V.
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SOLILOQUY VI.
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SOLILOQUY VII.
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SOLILOQUY VIII.
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SOLILOQUY IX.
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SOLILOQUY X.
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SOLILOQUY XI.
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SOLILOQUY XII.
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SOLILOQUY XIII.
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SOLILOQUY XIV.
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SOLILOQUY XV.
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SOLILOQUY XVI.
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SOLILOQUY XVII.
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SOLILOQUY XVIII.
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SOLILOQUY XIX.
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SOLILOQUY XX.
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SOLILOQUY XXI.
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SOLILOQUY XXII.
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SOLILOQUY XXIII.
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SOLILOQUY XXIV.
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SOLILOQUY XXV.
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SOLILOQUY XXVI.
 XXVII. 
SOLILOQUY XXVII.
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SOLILOQUY. XXVIII.
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SOLILOQUY XXIX.
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SOLILOQUY XXX.
 XXXI. 
SOLILOQUY XXXI.
 XXXII. 
SOLILOQUY XXXII.
 XXXIII. 
SOLILOQUY XXXIII.
 XXXIV. 
SOLILOQUY XXXIV.
 XXXV. 
SOLILOQUY XXXV.
 XXXVI. 
SOLILOQUY XXXVI.
 XXXVII. 
SOLILOQUY XXXVII.
 XXXVIII. 
SOLILOQUY XXXVIII.
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SOLILOQUY XXXIX.
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SOLILOQUY XL.
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SOLILOQUY XLI.
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SOLILOQUY XLII.
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A Paraphrase on CANTICLES.
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Chapter I.
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Chapter II.
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Chapter III.
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Chapter IV.
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Chapter V.
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Chapter VI.
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Chapter VII.
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Chapter VIII.

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SOLILOQUY XV.

Thou lovely object of my utmost hope,
Whate'er my soul stretch'd to its vast extent,
And wide capacity of bliss can grasp!
I would be from this moment free from all
Terrene delight, and joy in God alone.
Here I might still expatiate in the realms
Of boundless bliss, and drink the springs of life
Unsully'd at the native fountain head.
O thou that by a soft, but certain band
Of everlasting love hast drawn my soul;
Continue the attraction, bring me near,
Nor let us part for ever!—What words can paint
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The horrors of that doom, that should divide
My soul from all its bliss? accurst division!
O be it ne'er my lot! Let dark oblivion
Extinguish this frail spark of entity,
Blot me, in mercy blot me from existence,
Rather than blot me from the book of life!
What pangs, what agonies would shake my soul
To take a last, a sad farewel of thee;
The rage of love, an everlasting fire,
Must prey for ever on the softest sense,
And feeling of the soul—Rather let loose
Thy mighty hand, and crush me into nothing;
At least efface thy image from my heart,
Those traces of an excellence divine.
Tormenting view! if ne'er to be enjoy'd,
Let me forget thee, and forget my self;
Lose all remembrance of thy favours past,
Nor e'er recal to mind those blissful hours,
Spent in a sweet communion with my God.
Should these transporting scenes return in view,
I sure shall curse my self, defy the saints
That in thy temple dwell, and see thy face:
Perhaps, this tongue (O emphasis of woe!
The lowest depth, the horror of damnation!)
Perhaps, this tongue urg'd with infernal rage,
With impious blasphemies may wound thy name;
That dear, adorable, transporting name,
That name imprinted on my inmost soul,
That now is all my joy, my final hope!
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