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On there that royal dame her ravish'd eyes Would often feaft; and ever as the spy'd Forth from the ground the lengthening structur With new-plac'd statues deck'd on every side, Her parent-breast would swell with generous p And now with her in that fequefter'd plain, The Knight awhile conftraining to abide, She to the Fairy Youth with pleasure fain Thofe fculptur'd chiefs did fhew, and their gr explain.

FATHER FRANCIS'S PRA

Written in Lord WESTMORLAND'S He

NE gay attire, ne marble-hall,

Ne arched roof, ne pictur'd wall;
Ne cook of Fraunce, ne dainty board,
Beftow'd with pyes of perigord;

Ne power, ne fuch like idle fancies,
Sweet Agnes, grant to Father Francis;
Let me ne more myself deceive;
Ne more regret the toys I leave;
The world I quit, the proud, the vain,
Corruption's and Ambition's train;
But not the good, perdie, nor fair,

'Gainst them I make ne vow, ne prayer

But fuch aye welcome to my cell,

And oft, not always with me dwell ;

Then caft, fweet Saint, a circle round,
And blefs from fools this holy ground,
From all the foes to worth and truth,
From wanton old, and homely youth;
The gravely dull, and pertly gay,
Oh banish thefe; and, by my fay,
Right well I ween that in this age,
Mine houfe fhall prove an hermitage.

AN INSCRIPTION ON THE CELL. Beneath these mofs-grown roots, this ruftic cell, Truth, Liberty, Content, fequefter'd dwell; Say you, who dare our hermitage disdain, What drawing-room can boast so fair a train?

AN INSCRIPTION IN THE CELL,.

Sweet bird, that fing'ft on yonder spray,
Pursue unharm'd thy sylvan lay;

While I beneath this breezy fhade,
In peace repose my careless head;
And joining thy enraptur'd fong,
Inftruct the world-enamour'd throng,
That the contented harmless breaft
In folitude itself is bleft.

INSCRIP

INSCRIPTION on a SUMMER-HOUS

Belonging to Mr. WEST, at WICKHAM, in KENT.

((An Imitation of AUSONIUS," Ad Villam.")

NOT wrapt in fmoky London's fulphurous cloudé,

And not far distant, stands my rural cot:

Neither obnoxious to intruding crowds,

Nor for the good and friendly too remote.

And when too much repose brings on the spleen,
Or the gay city's idle pleafures cloy;
Swift as my changing with, I change the scene;
And now the country, now the town enjoy.

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The fecond Ifthmian Ode,

The Song of Orpheus, and the setting out of the
Argo. Tranflated from the Argonautics of
Apollonius Rhodius,

The Story of Phineus. From the same,

The Hymn of Cleanthes,

The Triumphs of the Gout,

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On the Abuse of Travelling. A Canto, in Imitation of Spenfer, Page 259 Education. A Poem written in Imitation of the Style and Manner of Spenfer's Fairy Queen, 281 Father Francis's Prayer. Written in Lord Westmorland's Hermitage,

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Inscription in a Summer-house belonging to
Mr. Weft, at Wickham, in Kent,

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