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Poems and Plays

by Mr. Jerningham. In Four Volumes ... The Ninth Edition

(1737?-1812)

THE FUNERAL OF ARABERT, MONK OF LA TRAPPE,

WRITTEN IN Mr. HUME's History.

IMITATED From the FRENCH.

FOR THE VASE AT BATH EASTON UPON DREAMS.

II.

III.

FOR THE VASE AT BATH EASTON. DISSIPATION.

THE INDIAN CHIEF.

INSCRIPTION FOR A REED-HOUSE

THE VENETIAN MARRIAGE.

THE MEXICAN FRIENDS.

GUATIMOZINO's SPEECH, AT THE PLACE OF INTERMENT.

THE SPEECH OF THE HIGH-PRIEST, AT THE PILE.

THE ANCIENT ENGLISH WAKE;

INSCRIPTION INTENDED FOR AN OLD THATCHED CHURCH.

ON THE DEATH of Two Favourite Birds.

SENSIBILITY.

THE SOLDIER's FAREWELL, ON THE EVE OF A BATTLE.

ALBINA.

TO THE LATE Earl of CHESTERFIELD.

ON THE DEATH OF Mr. GARRICK, 1779.

ON THE AUTHOR OF THE BALLAD CALLED THE CHILDREN IN THE WOOD.

TO LADY CATHARINE MURRAY,

TO A LADY, WHO LAMENTED SHE COULD NOT SING.

II.

THE SHAKSPEARE GALLERY.

[[ON THE RESIGNATION OF SIR JOSHUA REYNOLDS.]]

LINES ON THE MONUMENT OF Sir JOHN ELLIOT, M. D.

[They whom in life the bond of Friendship bound]

THE RISE AND FALL OF THE NORTHERN POETRY:

II.

II.

TO THE BARON NOLOKEN, THE SWEDISH AMBASSADOR,

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE LADY HERVEY.

TO THE MEMORY OF THE LATE LADY JERNINGHAM.

II.

III.

IV.

VOL. IV

PEACE, IGNOMINY, AND DESTRUCTION:

EPILOGUE TO THE TATLERS,

On seeing some beautiful Lines WRITTEN BY THE Marchioness of Stafford,

LINES ON LORD CASTLE-ROSS

TO Mrs. M***,

LINES Addressed to the Horse of the Right Honourable Lady Cawdor.

TO THE COUNT DE VERLAC,

ON THE PORTRAIT of Mrs. JERNINGHAM, BY HOPNER.

WRITTEN AT THE TOMB OF EDWARD THE BLACK PRINCE.

To MISS B****Y, On her Return from Italy.

LINES Addressed to the Muse.

THE ANSWER.

LINES ON “THE BAVIAD:”

LINES TO THE MEMORY OF MRS. DUFF.

ON THE DEATH OF Mr. PITT.

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WRITTEN IN Mr. HUME's History.

Big with the tales of other years,
I view th' historic tome;
Which to the pensive mind appears
A deep capacious tomb:

Where long embalm'd by Clio's hand,
The patriot and the slave,
Who sav'd, and who betray'd the land,
Press one extensive grave:

With those that grasp'd th' imperial helm,
And trod the path of Pow'r:
With those who grac'd fair Learning's realm,
And Beauty's fairer bow'r.

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If thus th' illustrious close their scene,
Oblivion then may laugh:
What flows from Hume's recording pen
Is but an Epitaph!