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Fanny, my love, we ne'er were sages 152 XXIX. Yes-loving is a painful thrill . ib.

Song

XXX. 'T was in an airy dream of night . 251

From the Greek .

XXXI. Arm'd with a hyacinthine rod

ib.

On a beautiful East-Indian

XXXII. Strew me a breathing bed of leaves ib.

To

ib. XXXIII. 'T was noon of night when round the

At night

pole.

252

Το

ib. XXXIV. Oh thou, of all creation bless'd ib.

INTERCEPTED LETTERS; or, THE TWO-

XXXV. Cupid once upon a bed

253

PENNY POST-BAG.

XXXVI. If hoarded gold possess'd a power

ib.

Dedication, Prefaces, etc.

154 XXXVII. 'Twas night, and many a circling bowl 254

ib. XXXVIII. Let us drain the nectar'd bowl ib.

Appendix

255

THE FUDGE FAMILY IN PARIS.

XXXIX. How I love the festive boy

Preface, etc.

164

XL, I know that Heaven ordains me here ib.

Notes

183

XLI. When Spring begems the dewy scene i.

XLII. Yes, be the glorious revel mine 256

TOM CRIB'S MEMORIAL TO CONGRESS.

XLIII. While our rosy fillets shed

ib.

Preface, etc.

185

XLIV. Buds of roses, virgin flowers

ib.

201

XLV. Within this goblet, rich and deep .

257

Notes

209

XLVI. See, the young, the rosy spring

ib.

FABLES FOR THE HOLY ALLIANCE.

XLVII. 'T is true, my fading years decline ib.

The Dissolution of the Holy Alliance

XLVIII. When my thirsty soul I steep 258

The Looking-glasses

211 XLIX. When Bacchus, Jove's immortal boyib.

The Fly and the Bullock

212

L. When I drink, I feel, I feel

ib.

Church and State

213 LI. Fly not thus my brow of snow 259

The Little Grand Lama

214 LII. Away, away, you men of rules ib.

The Extinguishers

216 LIII. When I behold the festive train ib.

CORRUPTION (an epistle,) Preface, etc . 217

LIV. Methinks the pictured bull we see 260

INTOLERANCE (a poem)

223

LV. While we invoke the wreathed spring ib.

Appendix

226

LVI. He who instructs the youthful crew 261

LVII. And whose immortal hand could shed 262

THE SCEPTIC, Preface, etc.

228

LVIII. When gold, as fleet as Zephyr’s pinion ib.

ODES OF ANACREON.

LIX. Sabled by the solar beam

263

Index showing the number of each

LX. Awake to life, my dulcet shell 264

Ode in Barnes' and other editions 232

LXI. Golden hues of youth are fled ib.

An Ode by the Translator

233

LXII. Fill me, boy, as deep a draught 265

Remarks on Anacreon

ib.

LXIII. To Love, the soft and blooming child is

I. I saw the smiling bard of pleasure 237

LXIV. Haste thee, nymph, whose winged

II. Give me the harp of epic song

ib.

spear

ib.

III. Listen to the Muse's Lyre

238

LXV. Like some wanton filly sporting ib.

IV. Vulcan! hear your glorious task ib.

LXVI. To thee, the queen of nymphs divine 266

V. Grave me a cup with brilliant grace ib.

LXVII. Gentle youth! whose looks assume . ib

VI. As late I sought the spangled bowers ib. LXVIII. Rich in bliss, I proudly scorn ib.

VII. The women tell me every day. 239

LXIX. Now Neptune's sullen month appears ib.

VIII. I care not for the idle state

ib.

LXX. They wove the lotus band, to deck . 267

IX. I pray thee by the gods above . 240

LXXI. A broken cake, with honey sweet ib.

X. Tell me how to punish thee .

ib.

LXXII. With twenty chords my lyre is hurg ib.

XI. Tell me, gentle youth, I pray thee ib.

LXXIII. Fare thee well, perfidious maid .ib

XII. They tell how Atys, wild with love ib.

LXXIV. I bloom'd awhile, a happy flower . ib.

XIII. I will, I will; the conflict 's past 241

LXXV. Monarch Love! resistless boy . ab

XIV. Count me on the summer trees ib.

LXXVI. Spirit of Love, whose tresses shine ib.

XV. Tell me why, my sweetest dove

242

LXXVII. Hither, gentle muse of mine 268

XVI. Thou, whose soft and rosy hues 243 LXXVIII. Would that I were a tuneful lyre ib

XVII. And now,

with all thy pencil's truth 244

LXXIX. When Cupid sees my beard of snow ib

XVIII. Now the star of day is high

245

XIX. Here recline you, gentle maid

FRAGMENTS

246

XX. One day the Muses twined the hands ib.

Cupid, whose lamp has lent the ray

ib

ib

XXI. Observe when mother Earth is dry 247

Let me resign a wretched breath

ib

XXII. The Phrygian rock that braves the

I know thou lovest a brimming measure .

I fear that love disturbs my rest .

ib.

storm

ib.

XXIII. I often wish this languid lyre

From dread Leucadia's frowning steep ib.

248

XXIV To all that breathe the airs of heaven ib.

Mix me, child, a cup divine

ib.

in each revolving year

249 EPIGRAMS TRANSLATED FROM ANTIPATER

may sing of Troy's alarms 30.

SIDONIUS.

he flying courser's name ib. Around the tomb, oh bard divine!

269

Lemnian caves of fire. 250 Here sleeps Anacreon, in this ivied shade ib

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Oh stranger! if Anacreon's shell

269 The Shield

282

At length thy golden hours have wing'd their

To Mrs.

ib.

flight

270 Elegiac Stanzas

283

LITTLE'S POEMS.

Fanny of Timmol

ib.

Preface

271 A Night-thought

ib

Dedication

272 Elegiac Stanzas

284

To Julia

ib. The Kiss

ib,

To a Lady, with some manuscript poems ib. Το.

ib

To Mrs.

273 A reflection at Sea .

ib.

To the large and beautiful Miss

ib.

An Invitation to Supper

ib.

To Julia .

ib. An ode upon morning

285

Inconstancy
ib. Song

ib

Imitation of Catullus

ib. Come, tell me where the maid is found 286

Epigram

274 Sweetest love! I'll not forget thee

ib.

To Julia

ib. If I swear by that eye

ib.

Song

i. Julia's Kiss

ib.

Nature's Labels
ib. Το

ib.

To Mrs. M-

275 Fly from the world, O Bessy! to me

287

Song

ib.

Think on that look of humid ray

ib.

To Julia

ib. A captive thus to thee

ib

Impromptu

ib.

The Catalogue

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To Rosa

ib.

A Fragment

288

Sympathy

ib.

Where is the nymph

ib.

To Julia

276

When time who steals our years away

ib.

To Mrs.

6. The Shrine

ib.

On the Death of a Lady

ib. Reuben and Rose

289

To Julia

ib.

ib.

To

ib. Of all my happiest hours of joy

292

Written in the blank leaf of a Lady's com To a boy with a watch

ib.

mon-place book

üb. Fragments of College exercises

ib.

Song.

277 Mary, I believed thee true

293

To Rosa

ib. Why does azure deck the sky

ib.

To Ditto
ib. Morality, a familiar epistle

ib.

Rondeau

ib. The Natal Genius, a dream

294

An Argument to any Phillis or Chloe ib. THE LOVES OF THE ANGELS.

To Rosa.

ib.

Preface, etc.

295

Anacreontique

278

Notes.

311

Ditto

ib.
Oh, woman, if by simple wile

üb. IRISH MELODIES.–No. I.
Love and Marriage .

ib.

Advertisement to the First and Second Num-
The Kiss

ib.
bers

316

To Miss

.

Go where glory waits thee

ib.

Nonsense

279

Remember the glories of Brien the brave 317

To Julia, on her birth-day

ib.

Erin! the tear and the smile in thine eyes ib.

ib.

Oh! breathe not his name

Elegiac Stanzas.

ib.

To Rosa.

When he who adores thee

ib.

Love in a Storm

The harp that once through Tara's halls ib.

Song

.

Fly not yet, 't is just the hour.

318

The surprise

Oh! think not my spirits are always as light ib.

To a sleeping maid

Though the last glimpse of Erin

ib,

To Phillis

Rich and rare were the gems she wore i.

As a beam o'er the face of the waters

Song

319

The Ballad

.

There is not in this wide world

ib.

To Mrs. on her translation of Voi No. II.

ture's Kiss

. Oh! haste and leave this sacred isle

.

To a Lady, on her Singing

. How dear to me the hour when daylight dies ib.

A Dream

ib Take back the virgin page

Written in a common-place book 281 When in death I shall calm recline

320

To the pretty little Mrs.

ib. How oft has the Benshee cried

3.

Song

ib. We may roam through this world

.

The tear

ib. Oh! weep for the hour

321

Το.

. Let Erin remember the days of old

To Julia weeping

Silent, oh Moyle! be the roar of thy water .

Song

ib. Come, send round the wine

ib

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Sublime was the warning which Liberty The time I've lost in wooing

338

spoke

322 Where is the slave, so lowly

ib.

Believe me, if all those endearing young Come, rest in this bosom,

ib.

charms

ib. 'T is gone, and for ever, the light we saw

No. III.

breaking

339

Letter to the Marchioness Dowager of Do-

I saw from the beach

ib.

negal

ib.

Fill the bumper fair !

üb.

Like the bright lamp that shone

325 Dear harp of my country

ib.

Drink to her, who long

ib. No. VII.

Oh! blame not the bard

326 Advertisement

340

While gazing on the moon's light

ib. My gentle harp! once more I waken

l,

When daylight was yet sleeping under the As slow our ship her foamy track

ib.

billow .

ib. In the morning of life, when its cares are

By the hope, within us springing

327

unknown

341

Night closed around the conqueror's way

ib. When cold in the earth lies the friend ib.

Oh! t' is sweet to think, that, where'er we Remember thee! yes, while there's life in

ib.
this heart

ib.

Through grief and through danger

328 Wreath the bowl

ib.

When through life unbless'd we rove ib. Whene'er I see those smiling eyes

342

It is not the tear at this moment shed

ib. If thou 'lt be mine, the treasures of air ib,

'Tis believed that this harp, which I wake To ladies' eyes a round, boy

ib.
ib. Forget not the field where they perish'd 26.

No. IV.

They may rail at this life—from the hour I

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329

began it

343

Oh! the days are gone, when beauty bright ib. Oh for the swords of former time

ib.

Though dark are our sorrows, to-day we 'll No. VIII.

forget them

ib. Ne'er ask the hour-what is it to us

ib.

Weep on, weep on, your hour is past .

330

Sail on, sail on, thou fearless bark

ib.

Lesbia hath a beaming eye

ib. Yes, sad one of Sion—if closely resembling 314

I saw thy form in youthful prime

ib. Drink of this cup-you 'll find there's a spell ib.

By that lake, whose gloomy shore

331 Down in the valley come meet me to-night ib.

She is far from the land where her young Oh, ye dead! oh, ye dead! whom we know 315

hero sleeps

ib. Of all the fair months that round the sun ib.

Nay, tell me not, dear, that the goblet drowns ib. How sweet the answer Echo makes

ib.

Avenging and bright fell the swift sword of Oh, banquet not in those shining bowers ib.

Erin

ib. The dawning of morn, the daylight's sinking 346

What the bee is to the floweret

332 Shall the harp then be silent

ib.

Here we dwell, in holiest bowers

ib. Oh, the sight entrancing

ib.

This life is all chequer'd with pleasures and No. IX.

ib.

Sweet Innisfallen, fare thee well

347

No. V.

'T was one of those dreams

ib.

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333 Fairest! put on awhile

ib.

Through Erin's isle

ib. Quick! we have but a second

348

At the 'mid hour of night, when stars are And doth not a meeting like this

ib.

weeping

ib.

In yonder valley there dwelt, alone 349

One bumper at parting!—though many 334 As vanquished Erin wept beside

ib.

'Tis the last rose of summer .

ib. By the Feal's wave benighted

ib,

The young May-moon is beaming, love üb. They know not my heart

ib,

The minstrel-boy to the war is gone

ib.

I wish I was by that dim lake .

350

The valley lay smiling before me

ib.

She sung of love,—while o'er her lyre ib.

Oh! had we some bright little isle

335

Sing, sing, music was given

ib.

Farewell !_but whenever you welcome the NATIONAL AIRS.-No. I.

hour

ib.

Advertisement

351

Oh! doubt me not the season

ib.

A temple to Friendship.-Spanish Air ib.

You remember Ellen, our hamlet's pride 336

Flow on, thou shining river.-Portuguese

I'd mourn the hopes that leave me

ib.

Air

ib.

No. VI.

All that's bright must fade.--Indian Air ib.

Advertisement

ib.

So warmly we met. Hungarian Air

ib.

Come o'er the sea

ib.

Those evening bells.-Air, The Bells of St.

Has sorrow thy young days shaded 337

Petersburgh

352

No, not more welcome the fairy numbers ib. Should those fond hopes.—Portuguese Air ib.

When first I met thee, warm and young ib. Reason, Folly, and Beauty.-- Italian Air ib,

While History's muse the memorial was Fare thee well, thou lovely one !-Sicilian

keeping

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Air

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Dost thou remember?-Portuguese Air 352 Sound the loud timbrel

Oh! come to me when daylight sets.-Ve.

Go, let me weep

netian Air

353

Come not, oh Lord!

Oft, in the stilly night.-Scotch Air

ib. Were not the sinful Mary's tears

Hark! the vesper hymn is stealing.-Russian

As down in the sunless retreats .

Air

üb. But who shall see?

Almighty God !--Chorus of priests

No. II.

Oh, fair! oh, purest

Love and Hope.-Swiss Air

ib.

There comes a time.-German Air. 354 No. II.

My harp has one unchanging theme.—Swe Angel of Charity

dish Air

ib.

Behold the sun

Oh! no-not e'en when first we loved.-

Lord, who shall bear that day?

Cashmerian Air

ib. Oh! teach me to love thee

Peace be around thee!-Scotch Air

ib. Weep, children of Israel

Common Sense and Genius.--French Air ib. Like morning, when her early breeze

Then, fare thee well Old English Air 355 Come, ye disconsolate

Gaily sounds the castanet.—Maltese Air. ib. Awake, arise, thy light is come

Love is a hunter-boy.-Languedocian Air ib. There is a bleak desert

Come, chase that starting tear away.-

Since first thy word

French Air

ib. Hark! 't is the breeze

Joys of youth, how fleeting!-Portuguese Where is your dwelling, ye sainted ?

Air

ib. How lightly mounts the muse's wing

Hear me but once.-

- French Air

356 Go forth to the mount

Is it not sweet to think, hereafter?

No. III.

War against Babylon

When Love was a child.-Swedish Air 2b.

Say, what shall be our sport to-day?-Sici BALLADS, SONGS, etc.

lian Air

ib.

Black and Blue eyes

Bright be thy dreams!-Welsh Air. ib. Cease, oh cease to tempt!

Go, then—'t is vain.-Sicilian Air

Dear Fanny

The crystal hunters.-Swiss Air

ib.

Did not

Row gently here.--Venitian Air

357 Fanny, dearest !

Oh! the days of youth.—French Air ib. Fanny was in the grove

When first that smile.- Venetian Air . ib. From life without freedom

Peace to the slumberers !--Catalonian Air

Here's the bower

When thou shalt wander.-Sicilian Air ib. Holy be the pilgrim's sleep

Who'll buy my love-knots?—Portuguese Air ib.

I can no longer stifle

See, the dawn from Heaven.--Sung at

I saw the moon rise clear

Rome on Christmas Eve

358

Joys that pass away

No. IV.

Light sounds the harp

Little Mary's eye

Nets and cages.-Swedish Air

ib.

Love and the Sun-Dial

When through the piazzetta.—Venetian Airib.

Love and Time

Go, now, and dream.--Sicilian Air

ib.

Take hence the bowl.-Neapolitan Air 359

Love, my Mary, dwells with thee

Love's light summer-cloud

Farewell, Theresa !-Venetian Air

ib.

Love wand'ring through the golden maze

How oft, when watching stars.--Savoyard

ib.

Merrily every bosom boundeth

Now let the warrior

When the first summer bee.--German Air ib.

Oh, lady fair!

Though 't is all but a dream.--French Air ib.

Oh! remember the time

'Tis when the cup is smiling.--Italian Airib.

Oh! see those cherries

Where shall we bury our shame?--Neapoli-

Oh! soon return

tan Air

360

Ne'er talk of Wisdom's gloomy schools.- Oh, yes ! so well

Mahratta Air

Oh, yes! when the bloom

ib.

One dear smile

ib.

Poh, Dermot! go along with your goster

SACRED SONGS. No. I.

Send the bowl round merrily

Thou art, oh God!

361

The Day of Love

This world is all a fleeting show

ib. The Probability

Fallen is thy throne

ib.

The Song of War

Who is the maid ?

362 The Tablet of Love

The bird, let loose .

ib. The young Rose

Oh! Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear ib. When in languor sleeps the heart

Weep not for those

ib. When 'midst the gay I meet

The turf shall be my fragrant shrine 363 When twilight dews

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