To Lady FANE on her Grotto at Basilden. 1746. Richard Graves Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T131163 K104099.005 Dodsley, Robert, 1703-1764. A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands. Vol. V. London printed by J. Hughs, for R. and J. Dodsley 1763 [1st ed. 1758] p. 62. 6v.: music; 8⁰.

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To Lady FANE on her Grotto at Basilden . 1746. By Mr. GRAVES . GLIDE smoothly on , thou silver Thames , Where FANE has fix'd her calm retreat ; Go pour thy tributary streams , To lave imperial Thetis' feet . There when in flow'ry pride you come Amid the courtiers of the main , And join within the mossy dome Old Tiber , Arno , or the Seine ; When each ambitious stream shall boast The glories of its flatter'd lords ; What pomp adorns the Gallic coast , What Rome , or Tuscany affords . Then shalt thou speak , ( and sure thy tale Must check each partial torrent's pride , ) What scenes adorn this flow'ry vale , Thro' which thy happier currents glide . But when thy fond description tells The beauties of this grott divine : What miracles are wrought by shells , Where nicest taste and fancy join : Thy story shall the goddess move , To quit her empire of the main , Her throne of pearls , her coral grove , And live retir'd with Thee and FANE .