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Alexander Pope: Minor poems

Edited by Norman Ault: Completed by John Butt

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POEMS from Miscellanies. The Third Volume. 1732.
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POEMS from Miscellanies. The Third Volume. 1732.


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I. Epitaph [of By-Words.]

Here lies a round Woman, who thought mighty odd
Every Word she e'er heard in this Church about God.
To convince her of God the good Dean did indeavour,
But still in her Heart she held Nature more clever.
Tho' he talk'd much of Virtue, her Head always run
Upon something or other, she found better Fun.
For the Dame, by her Skill in Affairs Astronomical,
Imagin'd, to live in the Clouds was but comical.

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In this World, she despis'd every Soul she met here,
And now she's in t'other, she thinks it but Queer.

II. Epigram from the French.

Sir, I admit your gen'ral Rule
That every Poet is a Fool:
But you yourself may serve to show it,
That every Fool is not a Poet.

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III.

[You beat your Pate, and fancy Wit will come]

You beat your Pate, and fancy Wit will come:
Knock as you please, there's no body at home.

IV. EPIGRAM.

[Peter complains, that God has given]

Peter complains, that God has given
To his poor Babe a Life so short:
Consider Peter, he's in Heaven;
'Tis good to have a Friend at Court.