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Female Poems On Several Occasions

Written by Ephelia. The Second Edition, with large Additions

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To the most EXCELLENT PRINCESS MARY, Dutchess of Richmond & Lenox.

A POEM Presented to his SACRED MAJESTY, on the Discovery of the PLOT.

AN ELEGY On the Right Reverend GILBERT SHELDON, Ld Arch-Bishop of Canterbury.

Love's first Approach.

The Change or Miracle.

To a Gentleman that durst not pass the door while I stood there.

First farewel to J. G.

To Mr. J. G. on his being chosen Steward of his Club, presented with the Laurel.

To J. G. in absence.

Prologue to the Pair-Royal of Coxcombs, Acted at a Dancing-School.

The first Song in the Play.

Loves Cruelty, or the Prayer.

The Reply, by a Friend.

On a Bashful Shepherd.

Maidenhead:

The Reconcilement.

Song.

To a Lady who (tho Married) could not endure Love should be made to any but her Self.

To one that asked me why I lov'd J. G.

Intended Farewel to J. G.

Mocked in Anger.

A Lovers State.

A Vindication to angry Clovis.

Last Farewel to J. G.

The Unkind Parting.

Seeing Strephon Ride by after him I supposed gone.

SONG.

To Madam Bhen.

SONG.

To a Gentleman that had left a Vertuous Lady for a Miss.

SONG.

Fortune Mistaken.

To J. G. on the News of his Marriage.

To Damon.

To Phylocles, inviting him to Friendship.

To the Honoured Eugenia, commanding me to Write to Her.

To the Beauteous Marina.

Passion discovered.

To Coridon, on shutting his Door against some Ladies.

My Fate.

To One that Affronted the Excellent Eugenia.

To Clovis, desiring me to bring Him into Marina's Company.

In the Person of a Lady to Bajazet, Her unconstant Gallant.

To Madam F.

SONG.

To the Angry Eugenia.

Phylander and Phylenia.

The Farewel to Ingratitude.

SONG.

Recreation allowed.

But for hope Heart would break.

No Reason to be given.

Pro and Con.

Jemmey.

To Scornful Sylvia.

The Green-Sickness Cure.

In praise of Wine.

SONG.

CATCH.

The Maim'd Debauchee.

Upon his leaving his Mistress.

Upon the view of his Mistress Face in a Glass.

SIGHS.

To his Letter.

Upon a Drinking Bowle.

SONG.

An Answer to Ephelia's Letter to Bajazet.

SONG.

The Answer.

The Town Blade.

[Honour's got in, and keeps her heart]

SONG.

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[Phillis, be gentler I advise]

Phillis , be gentler I advise,
Make up for Time ill spent:
When Beauty on its Death-bed lies,
'Tis high time to repent.

Such is the Malice of your Fate,
That makes you old so soon;
Your Pleasure ever comes too late,
How early e'er begun.

Think what a wretched thing is she,
Whose Stars contrive in spight,

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The Morning of her Love should be
Her fading Beauty's Night.

Then if to make your ruine more,
You'll peevishly be coy,
Die with the scandal of a Miss,
And never know the Joy.