The Poetical Works of The Rev. Samuel Bishop :: :: University of Virginia Library

The Poetical Works of The Rev. Samuel Bishop

... To Which are Prefixed, Memoirs of the Life of the Author By the Rev. Thomas Clare

Bishop, Samuel (1731-1795)

VOL. I.

ODES.

ODE I. ON THE KING's MARRIAGE.

II.

ODE II. TO THE QUEEN ON HER BIRTH-DAY.

III.

ODE III. ON CLASSIC DISCIPLINE.

IV.

ODE IV. ON ELOQUENCE.

ODE V. ON DAY.

VI.

ODE VI.

ODE VII. ON INSTRUMENTS OF MUSIC.

VIII.

ODE VIII. TO THE EARL OF LINCOLN, ON THE DUKE OF NEWCASTLE's RETIREMENT.

II.

VERSES ON OCCASIONAL SUBJECTS.

TO-MORROW—COME—NEVER!

IMAGINARY PERSONAGES.

THE FAMILY FIRE-SIDE.

THE ENGLISH CHARACTER.

THE ENGLISH SAILOR.

MINOR POETRY.

THE PROLOGUE.

THE ODE AND THE RIDDLE.

II.

VERSES SENT WITH A COPY OF MOORE's FABLES TO MISS MARY PALMER, AFTERWARDS MRS. BISHOP.

TO MRS. AND MISS BISHOP,

TO MISS BISHOP, BEING ON A VISIT AT RICHMOND.

TO THE SAME, AT RICHMOND.

TO THE SAME,

TO THE REV. THOMAS CLARE.

TO THE SAME.

TO ANTHONY DICKINS ESQ.

TO THE SAME,

TO A LADY,

TO THE BISHOP OF BANGOR.

TO ALDERMAN BOYDELL.

TO THE REVEREND MR. FAYTING.

TO THE SAME.

TO THE REVEREND DR. ALTHAM.

TO MR. MERLIN.

TO MR. AND MRS. SCOTT,

TO TWO AND TWENTY TOWNLEYS,

TO THE REVEREND GEORGE STEPNEY TOWNLEY,

TO THE REVEREND MOSES PORTER,

TO MR. WOODWARD.

ON THE DEATH OF DR. ISAAC SCHOMBERG.

CHARACTER OF THE REVEREND JAMES TOWNLEY, FORMERLY HEAD MASTER OF MERCHANT-TAYLORS' SCHOOL.

CHARACTER OF THE REVEREND NICHOLAS FAYTING.

MEM: SAC: MATT. DISNEY—ARCHIB. BRAKENRIDGE.

EPITAPH ON THE REVEREND MR. BLUCK,

EPITAPH ON MRS. HAND,

II.

III.

IV.

VI.

VII.

VIII.

IX.

EPIGRAM X.

XI.

XII.

XIII.

XIV.

XV.

XVI.

XVII.

XVIII.

XIX.

XX.

XXI.

XXII.

XXIII.

XXIV.

XXV.

XXVI.

XXVII.

XXVIII.

XXIX.

XXX.

XXXI.

XXXII.

XXXIII.

XXXIV.

XXXV.

XXXVI.

XXXVII.

XXXVIII.

XXXIX.

XL.

XLI.

XLII.

XLIII.

XLIV.

XLV.

XLVI.

XLVII.

XLVIII.

XLIX.

LI.

LII.

LIII.

LIV.

LV.

LVI.

LVII.

LVIII.

LIX.

LX.

LXI.

LXII.

LXIII.

LXIV.

LXV.

LXVI.

LXVII.

LXVIII.

LXIX.

LXX.

LXXI.

LXXII.

LXXIII.

LXXIV.

LXXV.

LXXVI.

LXXVII.

LXXVIII.

LXXIX.

LXXX.

LXXXI.

LXXXII.

LXXXIII.

LXXXIV.

LXXXV.

LXXXVI.

LXXXVII.

LXXXVIII.

LXXXIX.

XC.

XCI.

XCII.

XCIII.

XCIV.

XCV.

XCVI.

XCVII.

XCVIII.

XCIX.

CI.

CII.

CIII.

CIV.

CV.

CVI.

CVII.

CVIII.

CIX.

CX.

CXI.

CXII.

CXIII.

CXIV.

CXV.

CXVI.

CXVII.

CXVIII.

CXIX.

CXX.

CXXI.

CXXII.

CXXIII.

CXXIV.

CXXV.

CXXVI.

CXXVII.

CXXVIII.

CXXIX.

CXXX.

CXXXI.

CXXXII.

CXXXIII.

CXXXIV.

CXXXV.

CXXXVI.

CXXXVII.

CXXXVIII.

CXXXIX.

CXL.

CXLI.

CXLII.

CXLIII.

CXLIV.

CXLV.

CXLVI.

CXLVII.

CXLVIII.

CXLIX.

CL.

CLI.

CLII.

CLIII.

CLIV.

CLV.

CLVI.

CLVII.

CLVIII.

CLIX.

CLX.

CLXI.

CLXII.

CLXIII.

CLXIV.

CLXV.

CLXVI.

CLXVII.

CLXVIII.

CLXIX.

CLXX.

CLXXI.

CLXXII.

CLXXIII.

CLXXIV.

CLXXV.

CLXXVI.

CLXXVII.

CLXXVIII.

CLXXIX.

CLXXX.

CLXXXI.

CLXXXII.

CLXXXIII.

CLXXXIV.

CLXXXV.

CLXXXVI.

CLXXXVII.

CLXXXVIII.

CLXXXIX.

CXC.

CXCI.

CXCII.

CXCIII.

CXCIII.

CXCIV.

CXCV.

CXCVI.

CXCVII.

CXCVIII.

CXCIX.

CC.

CCI.

CCII.

CCIII.

CCIV.

CCV.

CCVI.

CCVII.

CCVIII.

CCIX.

CCX.

CCXI.

CCXII.

CCXIII.

CCXIV.

CCXV.

CCXVI.

CCXVII.

CCXVIII.

CCXIX.

CCXX.

CCXXI.

CCXXII.

CCXXIII.

CCXXIV.

CCXXV.

CCXXVI.

CCXXVII.

CCXXVIII.

CCXXIX.

CCXXX.

CCXXXI.

CCXXXIII.

CCXXXIV.

CCXXXV.

CCXXXVI.

CCXXXVII.

CCXXXVIII.

CCXXXIX.

CCXL.

CCXLI.

CCXLII.

CCXLIII.

CCXLIV.

CCXLV.

CCXLVI.

CCXLVII.

CCXLVIII.

CCXLIX.

CCL.

CCLI.

CCLII.

CCLIII.

CCLIV.

CCLV.

CCLVI.

CCLVII.

CCLVIII.

CCLIX.

CCLX.

CCLXI.

CCLXII.

CCLXIII.

CCLXIV.

CCLXV.

CCLXVI.

CCLXVII.

CCLXVIII.

CCLXIX.

CCLXX.

CCLXXI.

CCLXXII.

CCLXXIII.

CCLXXIV.

CCLXXV.

CCLXXVI.

CCLXXVII.

CCLXXVIII.

CCLXXIX.

CCLXXX.

CCLXXXI.

CCLXXXII.

CCLXXXIII.

CCLXXXIV.

CCLXXXV.

CCLXXXVI.

CCLXXXVII.

CCLXXXVIII.

CCLXXXIX.

CCXC.

CCXCI.

CCXCII.

CCXCIII.

CCXCIV.

CCXCV.

CCXCVI.

CCXCVII.

Collapse All | Expand All expand section

168

EPIGRAM X.

[In Rome of old her Titus bore]

STAT SUA CUIQUE DIES.

In Rome of old her Titus bore
The noblest, gentlest mind;
Lord of the world; and what was more,
The friend of human-kind;

Supreme in virtue, as in rank,
'Twas his exalted plan,
To reckon every day a blank,
That had not blest it's man.

How great! how Godlike! to survey
The suppliants round a throne;
And giving each an happy day,
Make glorious all his own.