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The Vase

The Wreath and the Chain . ... .

The timid girl now hung her head ...

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EPISTLE VJ. To Lord Viscount Forbes...

Song ...

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Lying . . . . . . . . . . .

Anacreontic. . . . . . . . . .

To-__ 's Picture ........

Fragment of a Mythological Hymn to Love.

To the Duke of Montpensier . . . . .

Aristippus to his Lamp . . . . . .

To Mrs B-1d, written in her Album ..

EPISTLE VII. To T. Hume, Esq. ....

The Snake ... .

Lines written on leaving Philadelphia...

The Fall of Hebe ........

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To --

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Anacreontic ...........
To Mrs -- --, on some calumnies against

her character. . . . . . . . .
Hymn of a Virgin of Delphi, at the tomb of

her mother. · · · · · · ·
Rings and Seals . . . . . . . . . .
To Miss Susan B-ckf-d...
Lines written at the Cohos...
Chloris and Fanny . . . . . .
To Miss -

. . . . . . . .
To ---- , on asking me to address a

poem to her . . . . . .

Song of the Evil Spirit of the Woods ..

To Mrs Henry T-ghe ....

Impromptu upon leaving some friends..

EPISTLE VIIT. To the Rt. Hon. W. R. Spen-

cer . . . . . . . . . . . .

A Warning ............

To -

From the High Priest of Apollo, to a Virgin

of Delphi .

Woman . . .

Ballad Stanzas · · · ·

.. ib.
A Vision of Philosophy ...

LALLA ROOKA.

The Veiled Prophet of Khorassan. ..

Paradise and the Peri. . . . . .

The Fire-worshippers, .......

The Light of the Haram..

Notes ...

EPISTLES, ODES, and OTHER POEMS.

Dedication . . . . . . . . . .

Preface ............

Epistle I. To Lord Viscount Strangford.

Stanzas . . . . . . . .

The Tell-tale Lyre .........

Epistue II. To Miss M-e...

To Cara . . . . . . . .

To ditto . . . . . . . .

To the Invisible Girl ....

Peace and Glory . . . . . .

To -

1801 . . . . . . .

Song ... .. .. .. .. ..

The Lake of the Dismal Swamp

EPISTLE III. To the Marchioness Dowager

of D- 11 . . . . . . . . .

The Genius of Harmony : ......

Epistle IV. To G. Morgan, Esquire. ..

The Ring . . . . . . . . · · ·

To --- , on seeing her with a white veil

and a rich girdle ... ..

The Resemblance ....

To -- -

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From the Greek of Meleager ..

Lines written in a storm at sea . · ·

Odes to Nea . . . . . . . . . .

I pray you let us roam no more ... .

You read it in my languid eyes . . . . .

A Dream of Antiquity . . . . . . .

Well- peace to thy heart, though another's

it be . . . . . . . . . . .

If I were yonder wave ......

On seeing an infant in Nea's arms, ..

The Snow Spirit . . . . . . . . .

I stole along the flowery bank .....

On the Loss of a Létter intended for Nea .

I found her not . . . . . . . . . .

A Kiss à l'Antique . ........

EPISTLE V. To Joseph Atkinson, Esquire.

Love and Reason ... ... ..

Nay, do not weep, my Fanny dear. ...

Aspasia . . . . . . . . . . . .

The Grecian Girl's Dream of the Blessed

Islands , . . . . .

The Senses . . . . . . . . . . .

The Steersman's Song . . . . . . . .

To Cloe .

To the Fire-fly · · · · · · · · · ·

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Extract from the Devil among the Scholars. 121 XXIV. To all that breathe the airs of heaven 216

Fragments of a Journal ..... 123 XXV. Once in each revolving year . . . . 217

To a Friend . . . . . . . . . . . 125 XXVI. Thy barp may sing of Troy's alarms. ib.

Fanny, my love, we ne'er were sages.. ib. XXVII. We read the flying courser's name. .

Song . . . . . . . . . .

XXVIII. As in the Lemnian caves of fire. . .

From the Greek . . . . . . . 126 XXIX. Yes-loving is a painful thrill ....

On a beautiful East-Indian .

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

To --- - . . . . . . . . .

XXXI. Arm'd with a hyacinthine rod . ...

At night · · · · · · · · · · · · ib. XXXII. Screw me a breathing bed of leaves.

To --- . . . . . . . . . . ib XXXIII. "T was noon of night when round the

INTERCEPTED LETTERS; or, THE TWO-

pole . ... .. ... 220

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

PENNY-POST BAG.

XXXV. Cupid once upon a bed ..... 221

Dedication, Prefaces, etc. ...... 127|

XXXVI. IE hoarded gold possess'd a power. ..

Appendix . . . . . . . . . . . . 135

XXXVII. 'T was night, and many a circling bowl

THE FUDGE FAMILY IN PARIS, PREFACE, XXXVIII. Let us drain the nectar'd bowl . . .

etc. . . . . . . . . . 13 XXXIX. How I love the festive boy.... 223

Noles . . . . . . . . . . . . . 154 Sl. I know that Heaven ordains me bere .
TOM CRIB'S MEMORIAL TO CONGRESS, PRE-

SLI. When Spring begems the dewy scene

FACE, etc. · · · · · · · · 156

XLII. Yes, be the glorious revel mine .: 224

XLIII. While our rosy fillets shed ....

RUYMES ON THE ROAD, etc. . . . . . . 171 SLIV. Buds of roses, virgin flowers ....

Notes . . . . . . . . . . . 179

XLV. Within this goblet, rich and deep ...

FABLES FOR THE HOLY ALLIANCE.

XLVI. Sce, the young, the rosy spring ...

The Dissolution of the Holy Alliance . .180

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

The Looking-glasses . . . . . . . .

XLVIII. When my thirsty soul I steep . ..

Thc Fly and the Bullock . . . . .

XLIX. When Bacchus, Jove's immortal boy .

Church and State . . . . . . ...

L. When I drink, I feel, I feel ... ib.

The Little Grand Lama .......

LI, Fly not thus my brow of snow. . . 227

The Extinguishers . . . . . . .

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

LIII. When I behold the festive train .. 228

CORRUPTION (an epistle), Preface, etc . . . . 187

LIV. Methinks the pictured bull we see . ib.

INTOLERANCE (a poem) ........

LV. While we invoke she wreathed spring ib.

Appendix . . . . . . . . . . .

LVI. Be who instructs the youthful crew . 230

TUE SCEPTIC, Preface, etc. ....... 196

LVII. And whose immortal hand could shed ib.

LVIII. When gold, as tleet as Zephyr's pinion ib.

ODES OF ANACREON.

LIX. Sabled by the solar beam ... 231

Index showing the number of cach

LX. Awake to life, my dulcet shell . . . 232

Ode in Barnes' and other cditions 200 LXI. Golden hues of youth are fled . ...
An Ode by the Translator ... 201 LXII. Fill me, boy, as deep a draught. ..

Remarks on Anacreon .. .. ib. LXII. To Love, the soft and blooming child .
1. I saw the smiling bard of pleasure . . 205 LXIV. Haste thce, nymph, whose winged spear ib.

II. Give ine the harp of epic song ...

LXV. Like some wanton filly sporting :. ib.

JII. Listen to the Muse's lyre .....

LXVI. To thee, the queen of nymphs divine. 234

IV. Vulcan! hear your glorious task .. LXVII, Gentle youth! whose looks assume.

V. Grave me a cup with brilliart grace . LXVIII. Rich in bliss, I proudly scorn ...

VI. As late I sought the spangled bowers .

LXIX. Now Neptune's sullen month appears 235

VII. The women tell me every day...

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

VIII. I care not for the idle state, ...

LXXI. A broken cake, with honey sweet . .

IX. I pray thee by the gods above ... 208

LXXII. With ewenty chords my lyre is hung

X. Tell me how to punish thee . . . . ib.

LXXIII. Fare thee well, perfidious maid...

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

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

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

LXIV. Monarch Love! resistless boy...

XIII. I will, I will; the contlict's past . 209 LXXVI. Spirit of Love, whose tresses shine . ib.

XIV. Count me on the summer trees .... LXXVII. Hitler, gentle muse of mine. . . . 236

XV. Tell me why, my sweetest dove . . . 210

LXXVIII. Would that I were a luneful lyre . . ib,

XVI. Thou, whose soft and rosy hues .. 21

LXXIX. When Cupid sces my beard of snow, ib.

XVII. And now, with all thy pencil's truth. 212

XVIII. Now the star of day is high . . . . 213

FRAGMENTS.

XIX, lere recline you, gentle maid . . . 214 Cupid, whose lamp has leut the ray ...

XX. One day the Muses twined the hands. ib. Let me resign a wretched breath, ..

XXI. Observe when mother Earth is dry . 215 I know thou lovest a brimming measure. .

XXU. The Phrygian rock that braves the ib. I fear that love disturbs my rest . . . ..

storm . . . . . . . . . . ib. From dread Leucadia's frowning stecp..

XXIII, I often wish this languid lyre ...

Mix me, child, a cup divine ......

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