Anguftam, amice, pauperiem pati, &c.

AND SENT BY MR. TITLEY

TO THE AUTHOR.'

BY RICHARD BENTLEY, LL. D.*

WHO ftrives to mount Parnaffus' hill,
And thence poetick laurels bring,
Muft first acquire due force, and skill,

Muft fly with swan's, or eagle's wing.

Who nature's treasures wou'd explore,
Her mysteries and arcana know,
Must high, as lofty Newton, foar,

Must stoop, as delving Woodward, low.

Who ftudies ancient laws and rites,

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Tongues, arts, and arms and history, 10 Muft drudge like Selden days and nights, And in the endless labour die.

Who travels in religious jars,

Truth mixt with error, fhade with rays, Like Whiston wanting pyx or ftars,

In ocean wide or finks or strays.

But grant our heroe's hope long toil
And comprehenfive genius crown,
All sciences, all arts his spoil,

Yet what reward, or what renown?

Envy, innate in vulgar fouls,

Envy steps in and stops his rise;

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Great without patron, rich without South-fea.

за

TO THE EVENING STAR.

ENGLISH'D FROM A GREEK IDYLLIUM.

BY GEORGE STEPNEY, ESQ.*

BRIGHT ftar! by Venus fix'd above,
To rule the happy realms o' love;
Who in the dewy rear of day,
Advancing thy distinguish'd ray,
Doft other lights as far outshine
As Cynthia's filver glories thine;
Known by fuperior beauties there,
As much as Paftorella here.

Exert, bright ftar, thy friendly light,
And guide me through the dusky night;
Defrauded of her beams, the moon
Shines dim, and will be vanish'd foon.
I wou'd not rob the shepherd's fold;
I feek no mifer's hoarded gold;
To find a nymph, I'm forc'd to stray,
Who lately stole my heart away.

Born 1663; dyed 1707.

EPIGRAM.

LOVE AND JEALOUSY.

BY WILLIAM WALSH, ESQ.

How much are they deceiv'd who vainly strive,
By jealous fears, to keep our flames alive!
Love's like a torch, which, if fecur'd from blasts,
Will faintlier burn, but then it longer lafts.
Expos'd to ftorms of jealousy and doubt,
The blaze grows greater, but 'tis fooner out.

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SONG.

BY THE SAME.

I.

THO' Celia's born to be ador'd,

And Strephon to adore her born,

In vain her pity is implor'd,

Who kills him twice, with charms and scorn.

Born 1663; dyed 1708.

II.

Fair faint, to your bleft orb repair,

To learn in heav'n a heavenly mind; Thence hearken to a finner's pray'r,

And be lefs beauteous, or more kind.

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