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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.

The Second Song.

Welcome to J. G.

Wealth's Power.

Loves Cruelty, or the Prayer.

The Reply, by a Friend.

Neglect Returned.

On a Bashful Shepherd.

The Reconcilement.

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

The Twin Flame.

To a Proud Beauty.

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.

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

Fortune Mistaken.

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

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.

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 the Angry Eugenia.

A Nuptial Song.

Phylander and Phylenia.

The Farewel to Ingratitude.

Recreation allowed.

But for hope Heart would break.

The Expostulation.

No Reason to be given.

To Scornful Sylvia.

The Green-Sickness Cure.

In praise of Wine.

The Maim'd Debauchee.

Upon his leaving his Mistress.

Upon the view of his Mistress Face in a Glass.

Upon a Drinking Bowle.

An Answer to Ephelia's Letter to Bajazet.

The Town Blade.

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

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Fortune Mistaken.

Though Fortune have so far from me remov'd,
All that I wish, or all I ever lov'd,
And Rob'd our Europe of its chief Delight,
To bless the Africk world with Strephons Sight:
There with a Lady Beauteous, Rich, and Young,
Kind, Witty, Vertuous, the best Born among
The Africk Maids, presents this happy Swain,
Not to oblige Him, but to give Me Pain:

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Then to my Ears, by tattling Fame, conveys
The Tale with large Additions; and to raise
My Anger higher, tells me 'tis design'd,
That Hymens Rites, their hands and hearts must bind:
Now She believes my Business done, and I
At the dire News wou'd fetch a Sigh, and Die:
But She's deceiv'd, I in my Strephon grow,
And if he's happy, I must needs be so:
Or if Fate cou'd our Interests disjoyn,
At his good Fortune I shou'd ne're Repine,
Though 'twere my Ruin; but I exulte to hear,
Insulting Mopsa I no more shall fear;
No more he'l smile upon that ugly Witch:
In that one Thought, I'm Happy, Great, and Rich;
And blind Dame Fortune, meaning to Destroy,
Has fill'd my Soul with Extasies of Joy:
To Him I love, She's given a happy Fate,
And quite destroy'd and ruin'd Her I hate.