- 1. Upon A Little Lady
Under the Discipline of an Excellent Person.
I.
How comes the Day orecast? the Flaming Sun
Darkn'd at Noon, as if his Course were run?
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- 2. On My Aunt Mrs. A. K.
Drown'd under London-bridge, in the Queens Bardge, Anno 1641
The Darling of a Father Good and Wise,
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- 3. On A Young Lady
Whose Lord was Travelling.
No sooner I pronounced Celindas name,
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- 4. The Fourth Epigram
On GALLA.
Now liquid Streams by the fierce Cold do grow
As solid as the Rocks from whence they flow;
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- 5. An Ode
[I.]
Arise my Dove, from mid'st of Pots arise,
Thy sully'd Habitation leave,
To Dust no longer cleave,
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- 6. On The Dutchess Of Grafton
Under the Name of ALINDA.
A SONG.
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- 7. Cloris Charmes
Dissolved by EUDORA.
Not that thy Fair Hand
Should lead me from my deep Dispaire,
Or thy Love, Cloris, End my Care,
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- 8. To The Queen
As those who pass the Alps do say,
The Rocks which first oppose their way,
And so amazing-High do show,
By fresh Ascents appear but low,
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- 9. The Miseries Of Man
1 In that so temperate Soil Arcadia nam'd,
1 For fertile Pasturage by Poets fam'd;
2 Stands a steep Hill, whose lofty jetting Crown,
3 Casts o'er the neighbouring Plains, a seeming Frown;
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