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Poems on Several Occasions

By Jonathan Smedley

Smedley, Jonathan (1671-1729)

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To BELINDA, Singing.

[Thus said Kingstone, When I die]

On Mr. Welfted's presenting his Ode on the Duke of Marlborough's Apoplexy, to a Celebrated Toast.

The ROVER Fix'd.

To Jacynta, Lamenting at Cloe's Small-Pox.

Neptune to Æolus.

AN EPITAPH Upon His GRACE John Duke of Marlborough:

The Thames Frozen.

The TORIES Overseen.

The RAREE-SHOW;

Smoke the DOCTOR;

AN ODE To the Right Honourable the Earl of CADOGAN.

A FAMILIAR EPISTLE

OCCASIONED By An ODE TO Earl St---pe.

On His Excellency the Earl of Cadogan's Publick Entry at the Hague, May 28. 1718.

CLOE to Mr. Tickell,

TO Sir RICHARD STEELE,

On Martilla Weeping.

ON A Masqu'd MISTRESS.

CLAUDIAN's Old Man of VERONA.

EPITAPH ON Sir JOHN EDGAR

HOR. Lib. III. Ode 16.

AN EPITAPH ON Isaac Bickerstaff's CAT.

A FAMILIAR EPISTLE

ON The Death of a Lap-Dog.

A Certain PREFACE, put into Rhyme.

The POEM Transvers'd.

On a Norfolk PARSON.

On a Big-belly'd Lady, who fell above the Middle in the Water.

The Tunbridge Beauty. 1715.

The Mournful Shepherdess.

A Hint from Propertius.

The Fox and Goat.

Fix'd on a Church Door.

HORACE, Epod. II.

ON A Concert of MUSIC.

TO An Ugly OLD MAID.

On the Death of Ranter.

HOR. Lib. III. Ode IX.

HOR. Lib. I. Ode XXVI.

HOR. Lib. IV. Ode XII.

The Ecclesiastical Don Quixote:

Blew-Ey'd NANCY;

The TORY PLOT Unravel'd.

The Second Part.

A Triumphant SONG

ON A MICROSCOPE.

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The Tunbridge Beauty. 1715.

Fair Village! Pride of Kent! Regret no more,
Thy Dearth of Beauty, and thy Triumphs o'er;
No longer to thy Rocks and Hills proclaim
Thy faded Honours, and thy lessen'd Fame;
New Glories are reserv'd to grace thy Plains,
New Visions to alarm thy wondring Swains:
Uplift thy Head, salute the youthful Year,
And smile, to see the promis'd Blessing near;
The op'ning Blossoms, and the growing Spring,
Fair Cloe, to thy happy Walks, shall bring:

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Fair Cloe, to thy happy Walks and Thee,
What Venus to her Cyprus was, shall be.
Again renown'd in Fame, shall Tunbridge prove
The Seat of Beauty, and the Land of Love.
Behold! in every Face a glad Surprize!
See! Love Re-lights his Torches from her Eyes!
Soft melting Cares her new-seen Charms impart,
And kindle Flames, in each Beholder's Heart.
Each Day! shall she extend her fatal Power,
And swell her Conquests, each triumphant Hour.
All Tunbridge shall, at length, in Love expire,
Like Magazines, which, from one Spark, take Fire.