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io. Ś Againit Evil Company
ib. i Aguinit Pride in Clothes
Film scth paraphraled
Hirms for Noon
The Way to Happiness
ib. 17 The Benedicite paraphrased
A Defire to Praise
ib. 17 The Trials or Virtue
Miss Curing of
A Night Piece on Death
Parneil 21 Elegy on the Death of Lady Coventry
0the Power of the Supreme Being
ib. 36 Fables for the Female Sex
ib. 3. | Fables from Wilkie, Whitehead, Carlon,
A Suaiter Evening's Meditation
ib. 52 Paraphraie on laiah 44. 15
Burns 54 Reflections on a Future State
Pope 170 | Ode to Adversity
The dying Christian to his Soul
ib, '13 | The Descent of Odin
ib. 180 The Triumphs of Owen
ib. 212 Oue to Leven Water
Prologue to the Satires
ib. 223 | Brittowe Tragedie, &c.
Epilogue to the Satires
jó. 2;8|Chorus in Goddwyn
Eilay on Satire
Dryden & Buckingham 301 An Evening Address to a Nightingale
Allegory on Man
Parnell 6 13 On Slivery, and the Slave Trade
ib. 314 01 Liberty, and in Praile of Mr. Howard
ib. 315 On Domestic Happiness, &c.
Wif 315 On the Employments of what is called an Id!
Cowper 317 The Poit comes in, &c.
Ellay on Poetry
Cattle of lodolence
Tbomír 70+ ale to Evening
Ode sent to a Friend
ib. 396 Great Cities, and London in particular, allowed
Ofe or the Spring
Gr. 414 The Want of Discipline in the English Univer-
Ulyffes discovers himseit to his Father
Victory on the Third Day
Formation of the World, and Man, related by
GLOVER'S LE (NIDAS. Adam's Advice to Eve to avoid Temptation
SPENSÉ R’S FAIRY QUEEN LYCIDAS
Dekription of Adam and Eve
197 On Freedom. Wristen at an Inn
Report of an adjudged Care 9ot to be found in
An Invitation into the Country
The Lamentation of Glumdalclitch Gay 337
Ode on the Death oi a Bulinch
The Pilgrims and Peas
Percr Pindar 343
A Country Bumpkin and Razor-Seller
To Mr. Weit at Wicklam
ib. 274 Epitaph on Mifs Basnet, in Pancras Church-yard 343
$ 3. Ar Address to the Deity. THOMSON. And choral fymphonics, day without night, FA 'ATHER of light and life! Thou GOOD On Earth, join all ye creatures to extol
Circle his throne rejoicing; ye in Heaven, SUPREME! O teach me what is good. Teach me THYSELF! Him first, him laft, him midst, and without end. Save me from folly, vanity, and vice,
Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, From every low pursuit! and feed my soul
If better thou belong not to the dawn, With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue Sure pledge of day, that crown'st the finiling morn Sacred, fubftantial, never-fading bliss! [pure; While day arises, that Tweet hour of prime.
With thy bright circlet, praise hiin in thy sphere,
Thou Sun, of this great world both eye and soul, $ 2. Anotber Address to ibe Deity. YOUNG. Acknowledge him thy greater, found his praile OTHOU great arbiter of life and death!
In thy eternal course, both when thou climb'st, Nature's immortal, immaterial fun! And when high noon haft gain’d, and when thou Whose all-prolific beam late call'd me forth
fall’ft. From darkness, teeming darkness, where I lay Moon, that now meet'st the orient fun, now fly'st The worm's inferior, and in rank bencath With the fix'd stars, fix'd in their orb that flies, The duft I tread on, high to bear my brow;
And ye five other wand'ring fires that move To drink the spirit of the golden day;
In mystic dance, not without fong, resound And triumph in existence; and couldnt know His praise, who out of darkness call'd up light, No motive, but my bliss; and haft ordain'd Air, and ye elements, the eldest birth A rise in blessing! with the Patriarcb's joy,
Of Nature's womb, that in quaternion run Thy call I follow to the land unknown. Perpetual circle, multiform; and mix I trust in Thee, and know in whom I trust; And nourish all things; let your ceaseless change Or life, or death, is equal; neither weighs!
Vary to our great Maker still new praise. All weight in this-0 let me live to Thee!
Yc Mifts and Exhalations that now rise
From hill or ítreaming lake, dusky or grey, $ 3. Adam and Eve, in a Morning Hymn,call upon in honour to the world's great Author rile!
Till the fun paint your feccy skirts with gold, all the parts of the Creation to join with tbem in whether to deck with clouds th’uncolour'd sky, extolling their common Maker. MILTON.
Or wet the thirdy carth with falling showers, THESE arethy glorious works, Parent of good, Rising or falling still advance his praisc.
Almighty, thine this universal frame, His praise yeWinds,that froin four quarters blow, Thus wondrous fair; thyself how wondrous then! Breathe fofcor loud; and wave your tops, ye Pines L'oipeakable, who site'st above these Heavens With every plant in sign of worship wave. To us invisible, or dimly feen
Fountains, and ye that warble as ye flow
Thy goodness beyond thought, and pow'r divine. Join voices, all ye living Souls; yc Birds,