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]. 6v.: music; 8⁰. (ESTC T131163; OTA K104099.005)

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A COLLECTION of POEMS.

VOL. V.

A COLLECTION OF POEMS IN SIX VOLUMES.

A COLLECTION OF POEMS IN SIX VOLUMES.

BY SEVERAL HANDS.

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LONDON: Printed by J. HUGHS, For R. and J. DODSLEY, at Tully's-Head in Pall-Mall. M DCC LXIII.

RURAL ELEGANCE: An ODE to the late Duchess of SOMERSET. Written 1750. / William Shenstone
Inscription near a Sheep-cote. 1745. / William Shenstone
NANCY of the VALE. A BALLAD. / William Shenstone
ODE to INDOLENCE, 1750. / William Shenstone
ODE to HEALTH, 1730. / William Shenstone
To a LADY of QUALITY, Fitting up her LIBRARY, 1738. / William Shenstone
UPON A VISIT to the same in Winter, 1748. / William Shenstone
An irregular ODE after SICKNESS, 1749. / William Shenstone
ANACREONTIC, 1738. / William Shenstone
ODE. Written 1739. / William Shenstone
The DYING KID. / William Shenstone
LOVE SONGS,

LOVE SONGS,written between the Year 1737 and 1743.

By the Same.

SONG I. / William Shenstone
SONG II. The LANDSKIP. / William Shenstone
SONG III. / William Shenstone
SONG IV. The SKY-LARK. / William Shenstone
SONG V. / William Shenstone
SONG VI. The Attribute of VENUS. / William Shenstone
The Rape of the TRAP, a BALLAD; written at College, 1736. / William Shenstone
A SIMILE. / William Shenstone
The CEREMONIAL. / William Shenstone
The Beau to the Virtuosos; alluding to a Proposal for the Publication of a Set of BUTTERFLIES. / William Shenstone
VERSES to a FRIEND. / William Shenstone
Written at an INN on a particular Occasion. / William Shenstone
The PRICE of an EQUIPAGE. / William Shenstone
A BALLAD. / William Shenstone
The EXTENT of COOKERY. / William Shenstone
The Progress of ADVICE. A common Case. / William Shenstone
SLENDER's GHOST. / William Shenstone
Upon RIDDLES. / William Shenstone
VERSES to a Writer of RIDDLES. / Anonymous
To ****** / Anthony Whistler
SONG. / Anthony Whistler
To Lady FANE on her Grotto at Basilden. 1746. / Richard Graves
The INVISIBLE. / Richard Graves
The Pepper-box and Salt-seller. A FABLE. / Richard Graves
Written near BATH. 1755. / Richard Graves
VERSES to WILLIAM SHENSTONE, Esq; On receiving a Gilt Pocket-Book. 1751. / Richard Jago
The SWALLOWS. / Richard Jago
VALENTINE's Day. / Richard Jago
The SCAVENGERS. A Town Eclogue. In the Manner of SWIFT. / Richard Jago
HAMLET's SOLILOQUY, Imitated. / Richard Jago
Transcrib'd from the Rev. Mr. PIXEL'S Parsonage Garden near BIRMINGHAM, 1757. / John Prynne Parkes Pixell
MALVERN SPA, 1757. Inscribed to Dr. WALL. / John Perry
Some Reflections upon hearing the Bell toll for the Death of a FRIEND. / Joseph Giles
The ROBIN: An ELEGY. / Joseph Giles
An EPITAPH. / Joseph Giles
UT PICTURA POESIS. / John Nourse
VACUNA. / Sneyd Davies
On J. W. ranging PAMPHLETS. / Sneyd Davies
EPITHALAMIUM. / Sneyd Davies
To a GENTLEMAN, on the Birth-day of his first Son. / Sneyd Davies
On two FRIENDS born on the same Day. / Sneyd Davies
A WINTER THOUGHT. / Jabez Earle
SONG. / Mary Barber; Laetitia Pilkington (née van Lewen)
VERSES spoken at WESTMINSTER School.

VERSES spoken at WESTMINSTER School.

J. F.

HOW like you, Sir, the splendor of the day?
What! has your lordship not a word to say?
Can neither verse, nor prose your praises move?
He sure dislikes who cares not to approve.
You view with scorn our antiquated ways,
Queen Bess's golden rules and golden days.
No powder'd liveries attend us here,
Hunger's our sauce, and mutton is our cheer.
Our worn-out customs may provoke your sport,
How long the graces, and the meals how short!
Nor can our mouldy college-life afford
A bed more fashionable than its board.
No state-alcove, no wainscot can you see
Of cedar old, or new mahogany:
To us, poetic furniture is given,
Curtains of night and canopy of heaven:
Our youths, whom well-bred gentlemen despise,
Sleep with the lamb, as with the lark they rise.
Nay, prayers each day (strange things to modern beaux)
Open our morning, and our evening close:
Nor yet content with what at home we do,
Our laws present us to the publick view;
[Page 112]We to the Abbey march in white array
Thrice every week, beside each holy day.
What boys of rank cou'd brook such hard commands?
Like meanest choristers to take their stands,
Or penitents, with tapers in their hands?
But these objections nobles may disown,
Who seldom stoop to wear the daggled gown:
The school itself unmannerly they call,
Like death a general leveller of all;
Which ne'er regards the priv'lege of a peer,
What race you spring from, or what arms you bear.
Boys on themselves, not ancestors, rely,
Distinguish'd by intrinsic quality:
A saucy commoner may take his place,
Who is a lord, and is to be his grace.

Not so at home — there due distinction's made,
And full obeisance to degree is paid:
Far milder treatment does his honour meet,
From handmaid gentle, and from sister sweet:
With footmen romps (which finely must improve him)
And kiss his cousins that his aunts may love him.
There the whole kindred join to form an heir,
And uncles, grandsires, grandmothers are there:
But oh! th' enchanting blessings who can shew,
Which from the kennel, and the stable flow!
When honour quits the closet for the fields,
And all the student to the sportsman yields.
[Page 113]Perhaps some glorious hunting-match design'd,
E'en now, tho' absent, rises to your mind;
If not prevented by this luckless day,
How had you scower'd o'er hills and dales away,
By foxes murder'd glory to obtain,
And boast three vixens in a fortnight slain!
Or had the generous stag with winged speed
Across whole countries urg'd the straining steed,
Each Yorkshire Riding might have view'd the race;
Your horn perhaps had rung thro' Chevy-Chace.
More cou'd I say —

LORD C.

— But hold, 'tis time you end,
Who for a renegade mistake a friend.
And cou'd you think one son so void of grace,
T' abjure his Alma Mater to her face?
How shou'd not she with irony dispense,
Who lends us figures to adorn our sense?
Why, 'tis to gain her smiles our parts we prove,
To shew our genius is to shew our love:
And you the judges, since yourselves inspire,
Or our pacific or prolific fire,
Be candid, and absolve the general aim,
We argue different, but we think the same.

Parents, when fondess, or the fashion sway,
Will breed their child themselves, the modern way:
No pedant schemes, that abject minds controul,
Shou'd thwart the native freedom of his soul:
[Page 114]Him their own eye o'erlooks, own modes refine,
And master's powder'd ev'ry day to dine.
As for his pretty head, mamma takes care
The comb's well fix'd, and nicely curl'd the hair,
And not one thing, I'll warrant you, breeds there.
E'en let the dirty boys, so doom'd, be fools,
And walk thro' thick and thin to crowded schools,
Lest such rude noise shou'd hurt his tender brain,
In his own hall Sir Timothy they train.
Moll tells him stories while she sweeps the room,
And he imbibes his morals from the groom.
At twelve years old the sprightly youth is able
To turn a pancake, or dry-rub a table.
Soon as the clerk has taught him all he can,
They send to London for some abler man.
Down comes a Frenchman: Sire, me swear and vow,
Me be surpriz'd you make no better bow:
But will make you un brave scholar, no fear,
Better den my own self, in two, tree year.
The knight begins, and in a literal sense,
Turns French to English, and makes Latin French.
Three years my lady mother has the joy
To hear the Frenchman and to see the boy;
To her it is a comfort (above all)
That Tim should learn so fast, and grow so tall.
Kitty, my lady's waiting maid, was sister
To Tom the groom, who knew the knight had kiss'd her;
[Page 115]Tom manages his knight at such a rate,
He beats the Frenchman, and he marries Kate.
So fondly the wise mother lov'd the child,
She quite undid him, lest he shou'd be spoil'd.

This news the widow of the neighb'ring grange
Heard with surprize — But I, said she, will change
This unsuccessful method, and my Jerry,
I'll answer for't, shall never thus miscarry.
Prate with the maid! No — him I'll breed up shyly,
And every servant shall respect him highly.
No trifling monsieur here shall give advice;
I'll have some senior-fellow, grave and wise,
From either of our universities.
She said — 'Tis done — The honest man with pains
Gender and number, mood and tense explains;
Jerry goes thro' his daily task and thrives,
From in speech be to th' apple-tree arrives.
Then studious reads what Belgian authors writ,
And drains whole nomenclators for their wit:
From thence apace he grows accomplish'd fully,
Has read Corderius, and has heard of Tully.
Shou'd Oxford next, or Paris be his chance?
The last prevails, and he's equip'd for France.
He goes — sees every thing that rare and new is,
And hunts like any alderman, with Lewis;
Till some great fortune, or mamma's command,
Again restores him to the British strand,
Then, welcome Sir, to bless your native land.
[Page 116]But see the proper vacancy present,
And up he comes full fraught for parliament.
Then first his noble heart begins to sink,
Fain would he speak, but knows not how to think:
Howe'er he'll needs launch out beyond his reach,
Fer who ne'er made a theme, makes no good speech.
Hence the loud laugh, and scornful sneer arise,
Hence round and round the piquant raill'ry flies,
And thus (sad shame) tho' now he's twenty-four,
He's finely lash'd that ne'er was lash'd before.
While each mean time, or commoner or peer,
Who pass'd the discipline in practice here,
Convinc'd applauds the doctor's wholsome plan,
Who made the youngster smart to save the man.
For what tho' some the good old man desert,
Grow learn'd with ease, and grasp the shade of art,
For us, we foster here no vain pretence,
Nor fill with empty pride the void of sense;
We rise with pains, nor think the labour light
To speak like Romans, and like Romans write.
'Tis ours to court with care the learned throng,
To catch their spirit as we gain their tongue;
To enjoy the charms in Caesar's works that shine,
And learn to glow at Virgil's lofty line.
'Twas thus you mov'd, and thus in riper years,
With such superior lustre fill your spheres;
'Twas thus you learn'd to rise, nor can you blame
If as we tread your steps we hope your fame.
[Page 117]And oh! may Westminster for ever view
Sons after sons succeed, and all like you;
May every doubt your great examples clear,
And Education fix her empire here.

A LETTER to Sir ROBERT WALPOLE. / Henry Fielding
An EPISTLE from the Elector of BAVARIA to the FRENCH King, after the Battle of RAMILLIES. / Stephen Clay
To the DUKE of MARLBOROUGH. / Stephen Clay
An ODE on Miss HARRIET HANBURY at Six Years old. / Sir Charles Hanbury Williams
A SONG Upon Miss HARRIET HANBURY, address'd to the Rev. Mr. BIRT. / Sir Charles Hanbury Williams
To Mr. GARNIER and Mr. PEARCE of BATH. A grateful ODE, in return for the extraordinary Kindness and Humanity they shewed to me and my eldest Daughter, now Lady ESSEX, 1753. / Sir Charles Hanbury Williams
ODE to DEATH. Translated from the FRENCH of the King of PRUSSIA. / Frederick II, King of Prussia; John Hawkesworth (translator)
The Hymns of DIONYSIUS: Translated from the Greek. / James Merrick
A SATIRE in the Manner of PERSIUS, in a Dialogue between ATTICUS and EUGENIO. / John Hervey, Baron of Ickworth
To Mrs. BINDON at BATH. / Sir Charles Hanbury Williams
Mrs. BINDON'S ANSWER. / Mrs. Bindon
Sir CHARLES'S REPLY. / Sir Charles Hanbury Williams
To a LADY, who sent Compliments to a CLERGYMAN upon the Ten of Hearts. / Anonymous
The GROTTO. Printed in the Year 1732, but never published. / Matthew Green
The BEE, the ANT, and the SPARROW: A FABLE. / Nathaniel Cotton
ODE on a STORM. / Anonymous
ISAIAH XXXIV. / Anonymous
ISAIAH XXXV. / Anonymous
WOODSTOCK PARK. A POEM. / William Harrison
A Fit of the SPLEEN. In Imitation of SHAKESPHEAR. / Benjamin Ibbot
HYMN to Miss LAURENCE, in the PUMP-ROOM. BATH, 1753. / William Hall
A LETTER to CORINNA from a CAPTAIN in Country Quarters. / Isaac Hawkins Browne
A TALE. / James Merrick
The WISH. / James Merrick
The BEARS and BEES. A FABLE. / James Merrick
A FRAGMENT. / James Merrick
The CAMELION: A FABLE after Monsieur DE LA MOTTE. / James Merrick
IMMORTALITY: or, the Consolation of HUMAN LIFE. A MONODY. / Thomas Denton
To the Memory of a GENTLEMAN, who died on his Travels to ROME. Written in 1738. / Jonathan Shipley
Captain T — of BATTEREAU'S Regiment in the Isle of SKIE to Captain P— at Fort AUGUSTUS. / Lewis Thomas
To Mr. J. H. at the TEMPLE, occasioned by a Translation of an Epistle of HORACE. 1730. / John Straight
To the Rev. Mr. J. S. 1731. / John Hoadly
Answer to the foregoing, 1731. / John Straight
[Epigram] / John Straight
CUPID and CHLOE. / John Straight
The POET to his false Mistress. / John Straight
On Mr. ****, Schoolmaster at ***. / John Straight
KAMBROMYOMAXIA: OR THE MOUSE-TRAP; Being a Translation of Mr. HOLDSWORTH'S MUSCIPULA, 1737. / John Hoadly
VERSES under the Prints of Mr. HOGARTH'S Rake's Progress, 1735. / John Hoadly
On the Friendship of two young Ladies, 1730. / John Hoadly
CHLOE'S unknown Likeness, 1738. / John Hoadly
The BIRD of PASSAGE, 1749. / John Hoadly
VERSES said to be fixed on the Gate of the LOUVRE at PARIS. 1751. / John Hoadly
CHLOE resolved. A BALLAD. / John Hoadly
EPILOGUE to SHAKESPEAR'S first Part of King HENRY IV. ACTED BY Young GENTLEMEN at Mr. NEWCOME'S School at HACKNEY, 1748; / John Hoadly
PROLOGUE to COMUS, Perform'd for the Benefit of the General Hospital at BATH, 1756. / John Hoadly
EPIGRAMS from MARTIAL.

EPIGRAMS from MARTIAL.To JAMES HARRIS, Esq;

By the Same.

[Page 286]

MARTIAL, Book IV. Ep. 87. / John Hoadly
BOOK I. Ep. 11. / John Hoadly
BOOK I. Ep. 14. / John Hoadly
BOOK III. Ep. 43. / John Hoadly
BOOK IV. Ep. 78. / John Hoadly
BOOK VII. Ep. 75. / John Hoadly
BOOK VIII. Ep. 35. / John Hoadly
BOOK XII. Ep. 23. / John Hoadly
BOOK XII. Ep. 30. / John Hoadly
BOOK XII. Ep 103. / John Hoadly
BOOK I. Ep. 40. / John Hoadly
A very gallant Copy of VERSES, (but somewhat silly) upon the Ladies, and their fine Cloaths at a Ball. / William Taylor
Another on the same Subject, written with more Judgment, but fewer good Manners. / William Taylor
The BREWER'S Coachman. / William Taylor
FEMALE CAUTION. / William Taylor
GRACE and NATURE. / William Taylor
HULL ALE. / William Taylor
ABSOLUTION. / William Taylor
PENANCE. / William Taylor
The MISTAKE. / William Taylor
A Fragment of CHAUCER. / James Harris
Upon an ALCOVE, now at PARSON'S Green. / Mrs Bennet (née Bridgen)
The COUNTRY PARSON. / John Hoadly
PLAIN TRUTH. / Henry Fielding
Ode to Venus, from her Votaries of the Street. / Anonymous
An EPIGRAM. / Anonymous
The POET's IMPORTANCE. / Aaron Hill
To POLLY LAURENCE, quitting the Pump. BATH, January 1756. / William Hall
ODE, to a LADY in LONDON. / Elizabeth Carter
ODE to SPRING. / Martha Ferrar (later Peckard)
ODE to CYNTHIA. / Martha Ferrar (later Peckard)
ODE to a THRUSH. / Elizabeth Pennington
ELEGY. / Anonymous
A POEM to the Memory of THOMAS, late Marquiss of WHARTON, Lord Privy Seal. / Anonymous
PARAPHRASE upon a FRENCH SONG. / William Somervile
THE TOMB of SHAKESPEAR. A VISION. / John Gilbert Cooper
INDEX to the Fifth Volume.

INDEX to the Fifth Volume.

RURAL Elegance: An Ode, 1750 Page 1
Inscription near a Sheep-cote Page 13
Nancy of the Vale. A Ballad Page 16
Ode to Indolence, 1750 Page 19
Ode to Health, 1730 Page 21
To a Lady of Quality, fitting up her Library, 1738 Page 24
Upon a Visit to the same in Winter, 1748 Page 26
An irregular Ode after Sickness, 1749 Page 28
Anacreontic, 1738 Page 33
Ode. Written 1739 Page 34
The Dying Kid Page 36
Love Songs, and lighter Pieces, written between the Year 1737 and 1743
- Song 1. Page 38
- 2. The Landskip ib.
- 3. Page 39
- 4. The Sky-Lark Page 40
- 5. ib.
- 6. The Attribute of Venus Page 41
The Rape of the Trap, a Ballad; written at College 1736 Page 42
A Simile Page 45
The Ceremonial Page 46
The Beau to the Virtuosos Page 47
Verses to a Friend Page 49
Written at an Inn on a particular Occasion Page 51
The Price of an Equipage Page 52
A Ballad Page 53
The Extent of Cookery Page 54
The Progress of Advice. A common Case Page 55
Slender's Ghost Page 56
Upon Riddles Page 57
Verses to a Writer of Riddles Page 58
To **** Page 60
Song Page 61
To Lady Fane on her Grotto at Basilden, 1746 Page 62
The Invisible ib.
The Pepper-box and Salt-seller. A Fable Page 63
Written near Bath, 1755 Page 67
Verses to William Shenstone, Esq on receiving a Gilt Pocket Book, 1751 Page 70
[Page 334]e Swallows. Written September, 1748 Page 72
Part II. Written April, 1749 Page 75
Valentine's Day Page 77
The Scavengers. A Town Eclogue. In the Manner of Swift Page 78
Hamlet's Soliloquy, imitated Page 82
Transcrib'd from the Rev. Mr. Pixel's Parsonage Garden near Birmingham, 1757 Page 83
Malvern Spa, 1757. Inscribed to Dr. Wall Page 84
Some Reflections upon hearing the Bell toll for the Death of a Friend Page 87
The Robin: An Elegy. Written at the close of Autumn, 1756 Page 90
An Epitaph Page 92
Ut Pictura Poesis Page 93
Vacuna Page 95
On J. W. ranging Pamphlets Page 98
Epithalamium Page 102
To a Gentleman, on the Birth-day of his first Son Page 104
On two Friends born on the same Day Page 105
A Winter Thought Page 107
Song Page 110
Verses spoken at Westminster School Page 111
A Letter to Sir Robert Walpole Page 117
An Epistle from the Elector of Bavaria to the French King, after the Battle of Ramillies Page 119
To the Duke of Marlborough Page 130
An Ode on Miss Harriet Hanbury at six Years old Page 132
A Song upon Miss Harriet Hanbury, address'd to the Rev. Mr. Birt Page 134
To Mr. Garnier and Mr. Pearce of Bath. A grateful Ode, in return for the extraordinary Kindness and Humanity they shewed to me and my eldest Daughter, now Lady Essex, 1753 Page 136
Ode to Death. Translated from the French of the King of Prussia Page 138
The Hymns of Dionysius: Translated from the Greek Page 143
A Satire in the Manner of Persius, in a Dialogue between Atticus and Eugenio Page 147
[Page 335]To Mrs. Bindon at Bath Page 156
Mrs. Bindon's Answer Page 157
Sir Charles's Reply ibid.
To a Lady, who sent Compliments to a Clergyman upon the Ten of Hearts Page 158
The Grotto Page 159
The Bee, the Ant, and the Sparrow: A Fable Page 169
Ode on a Storm Page 174
Isaiah xxxiv. Page 177
Isaiah xxxv. Page 183
Woodstock Park. A Poem Page 188
A Fit of the Spleen. In Imitation of Shakespear Page 202
Hymn to Miss Laurence, in the Pump-Room. BATH 1753 Page 204
A Letter to Corinna from a Captain in Country Quarters Page 210
A Tale Page 213
The Wish Page 219
The Bears and Bees. A Fable Page 221
A Fragment Page 222
The Camelion: A Fable after Monsieur de la Motte Page 223
Immortality: or, the Consolation of Human Life. A Monody Page 226
To the Memory of a Gentleman, who died on his Travels to Rome Page 239
Captain T — of Battereau's Regiment in the Isle of Skie to Captain P— at Fort Augustus Page 240
To Mr. J. H. at the Temple, occasioned by a Translation of an Epistle of Horace, 1730 Page 244
To the Rev. Mr. J. S. 1731 Page 248
Answer to the foregoing, 1731 Page 251
Another Page 253
Cupid and Chloe Page 254
The Poet to his false Mistress Page 256
On Mr. ***, Schoolmaster at ***. Page 257
KAMBROMYOMAXIA: or the Mouse-Trap; being a Translation of Mr. Holdsworth's Muscipula, 1736 Page 258
Verses under the Prints of Mr. Hogarth's Rake's Progress, 1735 Page 269
[Page 336]On the Friendship of two young Ladies, 1730 Page 275
Chloe's unknown Likeness, 1738 Page 276
The Bird of Passage, 1749 Page 277
Verses said to be fixed on the Gate of the Louvre at Paris, 1751 Page 279
Chloe resolded. A Ballad Page 280
Epilogue to Shakespear's first Part of King Henry IV. Page 281
Prologue to Comus Page 283
Epigrams from Martial Page 285
A very gallant Copy of Verses (but somewhat silly) upon the Ladies, and their fine Cloaths at a Ball Page 288
Another on the same Subject, written with more Judgment, but fewer good Manners Page 289
The Brewer's Coachman Page 290
Female Caution Page 291
Orthodox Advice Page 292
Hull Ale Page 293
Epigram Page 294
Another Page 295
The Mistake ibid.
A Fragment of Chaucer Page 296
Upon an Alcove, now at Parson's Green ibid.
Plain Truth Page 302
Ode to Venus, from her Votaries of the Street Page 305
An Epigram Page 306
The Poet's Importance Page 307
To Polly Laurence, quitting the Pump. Bath, Jan. 1756 Page 308
Ode, to a Lady in London Page 309
Ode to Spring Page 311
Ode to Cynthia Page 312
Ode to a Thrush Page 313
Elegy Page 314
A Poem to the Memory of Thomas, late Marquiss of Wharton, Lord Privy Seal Page 316
Paraphrase on a French Song Page 323
The Tomb of Shakespear. A Vision Page 325

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