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Poems Upon Several Occasions

By Benj. Hawkshaw

Hawkshaw, Benjamin

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On the hopefull Author of these Ingenious Poems.

To the Ingenious Mr. Hawkshaw on the Publication of his Poems.

To my Ingenious Friend Mr. Hawkshaw, on the Advance of the Poetry.

To the Ingenious Author, now of the Colledge in Dublin.

ON K. CHARLES IId's; Restoration.

The Dream that Night Limerick was surrendred.

On the Death of the Young Lady I. S.

On Dr. G. refreshing himself each Morning in St. John's Walks.

The good-Fellow.

On a Friend who desir'd me to make a Copy of Verses on his Name.

An Allusion to Claudian's Epigram on Archimedes's Sphere.

Against Knowledge.

Translated from the Italian Poet Sannazarius.

An Apology for Rome in Answer to that from Venice, translated from a Latin Copy.

A Morning's Thought.

To Mr. J. C. Sometime School-Master in Dublin.

On a Fly that was drown'd in a Ladies Mouth.

On the River Cam.

The Retirement.

On Musick.

On the Preservation of the Library in Dublin-College.

Tu ne quæfieris, out of Hor. Paraphras'd.

The Meditation.

On the Popish Conspiracy.

On the Shortness of Man's Life.

A Dialogue between Reason and the Inferior Powers.

Contentedness.

The Call.

From the Italian Poets.

The Indifferency.

The Hermit.

On the King's landing at Harwich, after he had been expos'd to many Dangers in his Voyage to Holland.

On Dr. G. Reducing the Years to Terms, which were requisite for them who took their Bachelours Degree.

The Golden-Age.

The Recantation.

From Sannarius.

On the unhappy State of Ireland, by reason of the Civil War.

Discontent.

The Consolation.

On the Death of the most Renown'd Pierce Brackenbury Doctour of Physick, and Senior Fellow of St. John's.

On the Earl of Danby's couragious Enterprise at La-Hogue, who set the French Ships on fire.

The Consummation.

Love-Verses, SONGS AND TRANSLATIONS, By the same Hand.

Translated from the Italian Poets.

The Disappointment.

My Wish.

All for Love.

Translated from the Italian Poets.

My DREAM, sent in a Letter to a Friend.

A SONG.

On a Lady who always carried a Looking-Glass with her.

The VISION.

The Incurable.

On a Lady who slighted my Love.

A SONG.

The Despair.

Her Influence.

Translated from the Italian Poets. ODE XXIV.

Her Presence.

A SONG.

The second Elegy of the Fourth Book of Tibullus, translated: Sulpitia's praise.

A Description of Mrs. E. T. as I saw her in the Exchange.

The FEVER.

A SONG.

The BOLDNESS.

The Fourth Elegy of the Fourth Book of Tibullas, translated.

The DISCOVERY.

Translated from the Italian Poets.

A SONG.

The Third Elegy of the Fourth Book of Tibullas, translated.

Platonick Love.

The Fourteenth Elegy of the Second Book of Propertius, translated.

Translated from the Italian Poets. ODE XXXII.

A Letter to a young Lady, who sent me a Box of Pills, when she heard I was ill.

On a beautiful Lady who was going to kill herself, when she was at Supper, had she not been accidentally prevented by one of the Company.

A SONG.

Translated from the Italian Poets.

The FAREWEL.

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The good-Fellow.

I

Let's drink and revel whilst we may,
And wisely prop our nodding Fate;
The eager Minutes fly away,
And then alas! 'twill be too late.

II

Egypt is fruitful still the more
The Channel of their Nile runs high,
But when she leaves the beaten shore,
The Meadows seem to pine and die.

III

Nature is constant still in this,
The very Gods themselves wou'd think
Their Life but an imperfect bliss,
Had they not nobler Wine to drink.

IV

The Indian Princes scarce are found
But in their drunken Fits to play,
Like their great God they still go round,
And rise much fresher ev'ry day.