The Works, In Verse and Prose, of Leonard Welsted ::

The Works, In Verse and Prose, of Leonard Welsted

... Now First Collected. With Historical Notes, And Biographical Memoirs of the Author, by John Nichols

(1688-1747)

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POEMS ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS.

APPLE-PYE.

A POEM, occasioned by the late Famous Victory of Audenarde.

A POEM to the Memory of the incomparable Mr. J. PHILIPS;

An EPISTLE to MR. STEELE, on the KING's Accession to the Crown, 1714.

To the Earl of CLARE, on his being created Duke of Newcastle, 1715.

To the Countess of WARWICK,

The GENIUS;

PALÆMON to CÆLIA, at Bath;

ACON and LAVINIA.

Thyrsis and Daphne, A Tale;

To ZELINDA,

The FAULTLESS FAIR.

THE PORTRAITURE.

The PICTURE of a fine April Morning.

TO ZELINDA.

THE INVITATION.

HORACE, BOOK I. ODE XIX.

TIBULLUS, BOOK I. ELEGYI.

A SONG.

An EPISTLE to His Grace the Duke of CHANDOS.

AN EPIGRAM.

A PROLOGUE occasioned by the Revival of a PLAY of SHAKESPEAR,

EPILOGUE,

HORACE, BOOK IV. ODE II.

An EPISTLE to the Earl of CADOGAN.

Dean SMEDLEY'S Ode to the Earl of CADOGAN.

An EPISTLE to the late Dr. Garth,

PROLOGUE to Steele's CONSCIOUS LOVERS, 1722.

EPILOGUE to the Same;

To Mr. PHILIPS,

VERSES addressed to Mr. WELSTED,

The Occasion of ÆSCULAPIUS being brought to ROME.

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The Deification of Julius Cæsar.

The reign of Augustus, in which Ovid flourished.

The Poet concludes.

ΟΙΚΟΓΡΑΦΙΑ

PROLOGUE to SOUTHERN'S Money's the Mistress, 1725.

PROPOSALS for translating HORACE.

HORACE, BOOK I. ODE I.

HORACE, BOOK I. ODE III.

HORACE, BOOK I. ODE V.

HORACE, BOOK I. ODE XXII.

EPILOGUE to “The Widow Bewitched,”

ONE EPISTLE to Mr. A. POPE,

Of DULNESS and SCANDAL

OF FALSE FAME;

EPISTLE to Mr. WELSTED,

A POEM to her Royal Highness The PRINCESS of WALES;

The SUMMUM BONUM;

FRAGMENT of a POEM,

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EPILOGUE to the Same;

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Intended to have been spoken by Indiana.

Our Author, whom intreaties cannot move,
Spight of the dear coquetry that you love,
Swears he'll not frustrate (so he plainly means)
By a loose Epilogue his decent scenes.
Is it not, Sirs, hard fate I meet to-day?
To keep me rigid still, beyond the Play!
And yet I'm sav'd a world of pains that way.
I now can look, I now can move at ease,
Nor need I torture these poor limbs to please,
Nor with the hand or foot attempt surprize,
Nor wrest my features, nor fatigue my eyes:
Bless me! what freakish gambols have I play'd!
What motions try'd, and wanton looks betray'd!
Out of pure kindness all, to over-rule
The threaten'd hiss, and screen some scribbling fool!

With more respect I'm entertain'd to-night:
Our Author thinks, I can with ease delight.
My artless looks while modest graces arm,
He says, I need but to appear, and charm:
A Wife so form'd, by these examples bred,
Pours joy and gladness round the marriage-bed;
Soft source of comfort! kind relief from care!
And 'tis her least perfection to be fair.

The Nymph, with Indiana's worth who vies,
A Nation will behold with Bevil's eyes.

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