The poems and songs of William Hamilton of Bangour ::

The poems and songs of William Hamilton of Bangour

collated with the ms. volume of his poems, and containing several pieces hitherto unpublished; with illustrative notes, and an account of the life of the author. By James Paterson

Hamilton, William (1704-1754)

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AN EPITAPH ON THE AUTHOR OF THE FOLLOWING POEMS,

TO A LADY, ON HER TAKING SOMETHING ILL THAT MR H. SAID.

UPON HEARING HIS PICTURE WAS IN A LADY'S BREAST.

SONG.

HORACE, BOOK I., ODE XI., IMITATED.

SONG.

TO MRS A. R.

THE BRAES OF YARROW.

TO THE COUNTESS OF EGLINTOUN,

THE MAID OF GALLOWSHIELS.

EPITAPH ON LORD BINNY.

EPITAPH ON LORD BARGANY.

EPITAPH ON SIR JAMES SOOTY.

EPITAPH ON LORD NEWHALL.

EPITAPH ON MR BAILLIE OF JERVISWOOD.

CONTEMPLATION: OR THE TRIUMPH OF LOVE.

ODE I.—TO FANCY.

II.

ODE II.

MISS AND THE BUTTERFLY,

ODE I.—TO FANCY.

IV.

ODE IV.—ON THE NEW YEAR M.DCC.XXXIX.

EPITAPH ON MRS KEITH.

EPITAPH ON MRS HEPBURN.

ON THE DEATH OF MR BASIL HAMILTON.

AN ODE ON THE BATTLE OF GLADSMUIR, 1745.

EPITAPH.

A SOLILOQUY IN IMITATION OF HAMLET.

BEGINNING OF THE FIRST GEORGICK OF VIRGIL.

A SOLILOQUY WROTE IN JUNE M.DCC.XLVI.

TO LADY MARY MONTGOMERY.

ON SEEING THE LADY MARY MONTGOMERY SIT TO HER PICTURE.

THE FLOWER OF YARROW.

THE FLOWERS.

THE EPISODE OF LAUSUS AND MEZENTIUS.

THE EPISODE OF THE THISTLE.

SONG.

A SONG, BY A YOUNG LADY ON READING THE FOREGOING.

REPLY BY MR. HAMILTON.

THE YOUNG LADY'S ANSWER.

TO A GENTLEMAN GOING TO TRAVEL.

TO A YOUNG LADY ON HER SINGING.

EPITAPH ON MRS COLQUHOUN OF LUSS.

ON A SUMMER-HOUSE IN MY OWN GARDEN.

EPITAPH ON MISS SETON.

EPITAPH ON MR CUNINGHAME OF CRAIGENDS.

HORACE, ODE V., BOOK I., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK I., ODE VII., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK I., ODE XXII.

HORACE, BOOK I., ODE XXIII.

HORACE, BOOK I., ODE XXIV., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK I., ODE XXXII., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK I., ODE XXIII., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK II., ODE IV., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK II., ODE XVI., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK III., ODE XXI., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK IV., ODE I., IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK II., ODE XVII., IMITATED.

PART OF THE ELEVENTH EPISTLE OF THE FIRST BOOK OF HORACE IMITATED.

HORACE, BOOK I., EPISTLE XVIII., IMITATED.

PINDAR'S OLYMPIA.

TO H. H. IN THE ASSEMBLY.

INTERVIEW OF GLAUCUS AND DIOMED BETWEEN THE GRECIAN AND TROJAN ARMIES.

INTERVIEW OF MISS DALRYMPLE AND MISS SUTTIE

THE PARTING OF HECTOR AND ANDROMACHE.

TO A SWALLOW.

TO A DOVE.

THE NINETEENTH ODE OF ANACREON.

THE TWENTY-FIRST ODE OF ANACREON.

THE TWENTY-SECOND ODE OF ANACREON.

LOVE TURNED TO DESPAIR.

THE RHONE AND THE ARAR.

FIRST SCENE OF THE PHILOCTETES OF SOPHOCLES.

KING LEAR'S SPEECH TO EDGAR.

VERSES TO BE PUT BENEATH MRS C[UNINGHAME] OF C[RAIGEND]S PICTURE.

THE YOUNGEST GRACE.

THE CORYCIAN SWAIN.

SONG TO A LADY WHO RIDICULED THE AUTHOR'S LOVES.

MITHRIDATES.

HORACE, EPISTLE I., BOOK I., IMITATED.

PSALM LXV. IMITATED.

EPITAPH.

ON A DIAL IN MY GARDEN.

ON AN OBELISK IN MY GARDEN.

INSCRIPTION ON A DOG.

EPIGRAM ON A LION ENRAGED AT SEEING A LAD IN THE HIGHLAND DRESS.

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THE FLOWERS.

—A FRAGMENT.

The care of gardens, and the garden's pride
To rear the blooming flowers, invites the Muse:
A greatful task! To thee, O Hume, she sings
Well pleas'd amid the verdant walks to stray
With thee, her chief delight, when summer smiles.
Come now my love, nor fear the winter's rage;
For see the winter's past, the rains are gone:
Behold the singing of the birds is now,
Season benign, the joyous race prepare
Their native melody, and warbling airs
Are heard in ev'ry grove: the flowers appear

Earth's smiling offspring, and the beauteous meads
Are clothed in pleasant green: now fruitful trees
Put forth their tender buds that soon shall swell
With rich nectareous juice, and woo thy hand
To pluck their ripen'd sweets. Forsake a while
The noise of cities, and with me retire
To rural solitude: Lo! for thy head
I weave a garland, deck'd with vernal flowers,
Violet, and hyacinth, and blushing rose
Of ev'ry rich perfume; here in this calm
And undisturb'd retreat content to dwell
Secluded from mankind, with thee and love,
Sweetner of human cares: But thou perhaps
Delight'st to hear the voice that bids thee come
To festival and dance, thou long'st to meet
The raptur'd youth, that at assembly hour
Awaits thy coming: haste adorn'd in all
Thy native softness, fresh as breathing flowers
Sweet smelling in the morning dew, and fire
His soul, ill able to resist such charms,
Won with attractive smiles: while I far off
Bemoan thy absence, and thy image form
In every thicket and each secret grove,
To soothe my longing mind by fancy's aid,
Pleasing resemblance! until thou thyself,
O fairest among women, deign to grace
The bower that love prepares, from me to learn
The care and culture of the flowery kind. [OMITTED]

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THE FLOWERS.

—A FRAGMENT.