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Poems on several occasions

By the late Edward Lovibond

Lovibond, Edward (1724-1775)

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ON THE DEATH OF EDWARD LOVIBOND, Esq;

THE TEARS OF OLD MAY-DAY.

DEDICATION TO THE Rev. Mr. WOODDESON, Of Kingston upon Thames, AND THE LADIES of his NEIGHBOURHOOD.

JULIA's PRINTED LETTER TO LORD ---.

ON REBUILDING COMBE-NEVILLE, NEAR KINGSTON, SURREY,

ON LADY POMFRET's PRESENTING THE UNIVERSITY OF OXFORD WITH HER COLLECTION OF STATUES.

ON RURAL SPORTS.

ODE TO CAPTIVITY.

IMITATION FROM OSSIAN's POEMS,

TO Miss K--- P---.

TO Miss K--- P---.

TO Miss K--- P---.

TO Miss K--- P---.

TO Miss K--- P---.

TO Miss K--- P---, WITH ANSON's VOYAGE.

THE COMPLAINT OF CAMBRIA

ON A PRESENT to the AUTHOR OF TWO IMPRESSIONS FROM A Fine Antique Seal of the Head of ALEXANDER;

ON THE SUBJECT OF THE MONUMENT IN ARCADIA.

HITCHIN CONVENT.

TO A YOUNG LADY, A VERY GOOD ACTRESS.

TO AN ACCOMPLISHED LADY.

ADDRESS TO THE THAMES.

TO Mrs. B---, Reading Julia with tears, during a hard frost.

ON Mr. BROWN'S Alterations at Clermont,

TO LADY F---, On her Marriage.

VERSES Written after passing through Findon, Sussex, 1768.

TO A YOUNG LADY, Who objected to sup with a Party of both sexes, that met at a Coffee-House.

THE MULBERRY-TREE.

ON A very Fine LADY.

ON An ASIATIC LADY.

TO THE SAME, ON HER DRESS.

ON Reading the foregoing VERSES.

LAURA's ANSWER.

REPLY TO Miss G---.

TO LAURA, ON Her receiving a Mysterious LETTER from A METHODIST DIVINE.

TO THE SAME. ON POLITICS.

TO LAURA. FAREWELL TO THE ROSE.

On Men being deprived, from Custom and Delicacy, of enjoying social Friendship with the Fair Sex.

TO A YOUNG LADY, Fainting at the News of her Friend's Misfortunes.

ON THE DEATH OF AN INFANT.

TO THE Mrs.'s R---s,

VERSES WRITTEN AT BRIGHTHELMSTONE.

ANSWER TO THE FOREGOING VERSES.

ON THE DEATH OF A YOUNG GENTLEMAN.

INSCRIPTION FOR A FOUNTAIN.

On the converting the late Mr. WOODDESON's HOUSE, at Kingston, into a Poor-House, and cutting down the great Walk of high Trees before it.

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LAURA's ANSWER.

By Miss G---.

Soon be thy lyre to winds consign'd,
Or hurl'd beneath the raging deep,
For while such strains seduce my mind,
How shall my heart its purpose keep?

Thy artful lays, which artless seem,
With too much fondness I approve;
Ah! write no more on such a theme,
Or Laura's friendship—ends in love.