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Poems on several occasions

Wesley, Samuel (1662-1735)

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VERSES UPON MY FATHER,

A POETICAL EPISTLE TO MY BROTHER CHARLES.

AN ELEGY ON DR. FRANCIS ATTERBURY,

THE SONG OF THE THREE CHILDREN.

TO MY SISTER LAMBERT, ON HER MARRIAGE.

TO MR. JUSON, ON HIS MARRIAGE.

TO MR. BOURNE, ON HIS MARRIAGE.

TO MR. PEARCE, ON HIS MARRIAGE.

LINES ON ROBERT NELSON, ESQ.,

ON DR. MIDDLETON.

WROOTE: A HEROIC POEM.

TO JAMES OGLETHORPE, ESQ.

UPON BISHOP ATTERBURY'S BIRTH-DAY.

ON BISHOP ATTERBURY'S ROASTING LORD CONINGSBY

ELEGIAC VERSES.

VERSES UPON MR. BEAR'S CAT,

A LETTER TO A FRIEND

TO MR. FITZGERALD, UPON HIS MARRIAGE.

A LETTER TO MR. KILNER ON HIS MARRIAGE.

ADDISON'S VERSES TO THE PRINCESS,

UPON THE PICTURES OF ONE MARRIED AND TWO MAIDEN SISTERS,

TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE THE EARL OF OXFORD.

AN EPISTLE TO MY LORD OXFORD, 1732.

AN EPISTLE TO MY LORD OXFORD.

AN EPISTLE TO MY LORD OXFORD.

TO MR. FORESTER, ON HIS MARRIAGE.

TO MR. LLOYD, ON HIS MARRIAGE, 1732.

TO MR. JEWEL, ON HIS MARRIAGE.

AN ODE TO THE REV. DANIEL PRAT, M.A.

TO MISS B., ON HER GOING AWAY FROM THE WELLS AT NORTHAW, 1718.

WHIGS AND TORIES:

TO THE HONOURABLE THE LADY MARY HAY. 1731.

A DIALOGUE BETWEEN THOMAS AND HIS CASSOCK.

A SATIRE AGAINST SNUFF.

WEDLOCK: A SATIRE.

TO MISS MARTHA WESLEY.

AN ELEGY ON MR. CHARLES WESLEY,

TO MY WIFE, ON HER BIRTH-DAY.

ANACREONTICS TO MY WIFE.

FOR A SICK CHILD.

ON THE DEATH OF A DAUGHTER.

“A WOUNDED SPIRIT WHO CAN BEAR?”

EPITAPHIUM VIVI.

VERSES

AN EPISTLE TO ME.

EPILOGUE TO ADELPHI.

EPILOGUE TO THE SAME.

EPILOGUE TO THE SAME.

PROLOGUE TO “THE EUNUCH.”

PROLOGUE, 1716.

HENLEY'S SHIELD.

TO CHRISTOPHER RHODES, ESQ.,

SPANISH INSULTS, 1729.

A LETTER FROM A GENTLEMAN AT AVIGNON TO HIS MISTRESS HERE:

AN EPISTLE TO MY LORD ORRERY, 1738.

PROLOGUE TO MR. BRADY'S COMEDY, CALLED, “HONESTY IS THE BEST POLICY; OR, THE RAKE DISAPPOINTED:”

LINES ON A REPORT THAT DUKE WHARTON WAS EXPELLED A LODGE OF FREE-MASONS.

ON A LINE IN “THE CHARACTER OF A COUNTRY PARSON:”

TO CAPTAIN EARLE.

SATIRICAL POETRY

EPIGRAMS: FROM THE GREEK.

TO W. COLMAN, ESQ., 1737.

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VERSES

UPON MY RUNNING OUT OF THE ROOM WHEN SOME LADIES CAME INTO IT.

What an idiot should I prove,
Once transform'd by mighty Love,
That so simple now appear,
Awkward, clownish, full of fear!
My trembling voice would then forego
Its faltering, solitary “No;”
Nor could my eyes unfold my mind;
Dumb, alas! at once, and blind;
Undeserving of the fair,
Sad, and certain to despair!
Knowing, then, myself, by flight
Timely I avoid a sight
That my heart might captive lead,
Never, never to be freed;

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Which, while free, on fear relying,
Shuns unpitied, fruitless sighing;
Ever safe, while ever flying.