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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,

ODE TO YOUTH.

TO THE THAMES.

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.

ON THE SAME.

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.

SONG.

VERSES Written after passing through Findon, Sussex, 1768.

TO A LADY.

STANZAS.

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

TO THE SAME, ON HER DRESS.

TO THE SAME.

ON Reading the foregoing VERSES.

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

TO THE SAME. ON POLITICS.

TO LAURA. FAREWELL TO THE ROSE.

SONG TO ****.

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 Miss N---m,

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

VERSES WRITTEN AT BRIGHTHELMSTONE.

TO Miss G---,

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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TO Miss G---,

From BRIGHTHELMSTONE.

Come, Stella, let us climb the heights
Where purer spirits flow,
And upward point our mental flights,
And mock the scenes below.

And turn no more the giddy rounds
Of Pleasure's wanton chace,
But range beyond material bounds,
Eternity, and space!—

189

Come, read in ocean's ample page,
Explain the cause that guides,
That bridles now, and now to rage
Precipitates the tides.

In glory see the planets roll,
Their laws, their measure, scan,
Nor there confin'd, explore the soul,
And liberty, and man!

On soaring pinions let us shoot,
Like him, the bird of Jove!
—“What waste,” she cries, “in such pursuit,
“An age of life and love!

“With eagle flight and eagle view
“Let Newton sail the sky!
“But what am I? or what are you,
“Philosopher?—a fly:

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“Vain insect! now aloft he springs
“To drink the liquid light,
“And quenches now his flagging wings
“In angry seas and night.

“Ah fool! to quit his reptile state
“Amid fresh dews and flowers!
“Be his the justly purchas'd fate,
“The sober lesson ours.

“From clouds descending, let us try
“What humbler regions give!
“Let others soar to fall and die!
“'Tis ours to creep, and live.”