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Swift
Graves
Townsend
Anon,
S. Gregory
Crashaw
Young
Thomson.
Anon.
Parrot
1. More
Elsum
Straight
Martial
Graves
Delaune
Martial
Piron
Anon.
Bishop
Simonides
E. Walsh
Simonides
Cowper.

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A bard grown desirous of saving his pelf
Abel! prescribe thyself; trust not another
A birch of elegant and graceful form
A blackleg late and prisoner hence I go
A blooming youth lies buried here
A Brook, whose stream so great, so good
Accept a miracle instead of wit
Accept, loved nymph, this tribute due
A certain rhymer, who can ne'er repose
A cobbler and a curate once disputed
A cobweb serv'd a tiny elf :
A countenance so strong, and so severe
Adam alone could not be easy
A Doctor lately was a captain made
A doctor, who, for want of skill
Adorn not more your body than your brain
A drop of amber, from a poplar plant
A farmer-general, to all virtue lost
A fat old friar of seraphic face
A fool and knave with different views
A foreign land enwraps its dust around thee
A frigid rhymer, tho' an ardent lover
Against this pillar tall thou taper spear
Ages elapsed ere Homer's lamp appeared
Age, thou the loss of health and friends sbalt
A haughty courtier, meeting in the streets
A headstrong wife who oft came in for blame
Ah, faithless women! when you swear.
Ah, hapless Troy! the flame which Maro sings
Ah! Lesbia, now, or never, pity show
A boly offering at Diana's shrine
Ah! önce dear partner of my days
A house she hath; it's made of such good fashion
Ah! sore disease, to men why enviest thou
A hum'rous fellow in a tavern late
Ah, what avails the sceptred race
Ah! Why sad Thyrsis, blind both your eyes .
Airey alone has gain'd that double prize
A kiss I begged; but, smiling, she
Alas, madam, for stealing of a kiss
Alas, poor Tom! how oft, with merry heart
Alas! we rectors must resign
Alas! what pains, what racking thoughis be

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Bowles
Anon.
Stephanus
Xenarchus
Paterson
Sannazarius
Mnasalcus
Anon,
Anon.
Simonides
Sannazarius
Landor.
Theocritus
S. Smith
Sherburne
Wyat
Fergusson
Turner

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proves
A learned work, Severus, wbere you teach
Alexander sells the Keys, the Aliars and Christ
Alike in temper and in life.
A little garden little Jowett made
A little tomb sufliceth him whom not sufficed all

Congreve
Pannonius
Anon.
Martial
Anon.
Anon.

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All are not born to soar-and ah! how few
All buildings are but monuments of death
All-conq'ring, cruel death, more bard than rocks
All Memory's Pleasures his choice book contains
All men are worms: but this no man, In silk
All Nature's charms in Sunderland appear
All night I sigh with cares of love opprest
All, that accomplish'd body lends mankind
All that of love can be express'd
All that thou dost be right-to that alone confine

thy view.
All things decay with time : the forest sees
All things I thought I knew; but now confess
All things you know : what all? If it be so
All think now Chatterton is dead.
All to the lofty ode that genius gives
All whom I love die young; Zoilus, I'll try
All wives are bad- yet two blest hours they give .
A lord of senatorial fame
A lover once of the Septembrian juice :
A maid of bronze am I, and here will stand
A man was about to hang himself
Amaz'd I view the consecrated spot
Amazement seized Mnemosyné
Ambition's goal—the love of praise
A mechanic his labour will often discard
Amidst the waves profound .
A minister's answer is always so kind :
Among the chiefs of British race.
Among the follies that discourse infest
A monster, in a course of vice grown old
Amusement which exceeds the measure
An arch wag has declar'd, that he truly can say
A narrow compass ! and yet there
Ance Wisdom, Majesty, an' Beauty
Anchises, Paris, and Adonis too
And, doctor, do you really think
And if thou hast, where could'st thou write it

better
And is Miss Tabby from the world retird? :
And why so stupid as to lend an ear
And will Volatio quit this world so soon
An epigram should be-if right
An epigram should, like a pin, conjoint
An estate and an earldom at seventy-four
An impartial and competent judge of desert
An object this, so wonderfully bright
An original something, fair maid, you would win
Another Leonora once inspired
Antigenes of Gela, when oppress'd
Antonius is arriv'd at seventy-five
A pair of right hands and a single dim eye
A plague on Egypt's arts, I say
A poem wrote without a thought :
A poor and friendless boy was he, ---to whom
A priest one day accompanied a thief
A Quack, who stole his patient's cup, did

cry
A queen by birth, a prisoner by mishap
Arachne once, as poets tell
A rich man's purse, a poor man's soul is thine
Array'd in matchless beauty, Devon's Fair
Arthur, they say, has wit; for wbat?
Artist, I own thy genius; but the touch

Schiller
Herrick
Owen
J. Heath
Anon.
A. Seward
Bonifacius
Palladas
Anon.
Anon.
Cleobulus
Plato
Muirhead
Antiputer of Sidon
1. J. Scaliger
Hood
Drummond
Lord Holland.
Nugent
Fordyce .
Wesley
Des Houlières :
Hook
Waller :
Ramsay
Anon, Greek
Wolcot

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150
150
425
426

157
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30

8
17
596

4
457
299
205
619
378
C22
341
365
494
563
319

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122

391

115
611
201
553
312
523
344
629

Landor
Alciatus
Anon.
Anon.
Landor
Parrot
Anon.
Dodsley
Anon.
Carey
Anon, Greek
Herrick.
F. Beaumont
Anon,
Anon.
Mansel
Young
Shakespeare
Anon.
Hill
Naugerius
J. Smith,
Ausonius
Byron
R. Heath
Callimachus
Palladas
Calderinus
Jeffreys .
Swift
Thomson.
Turner .
Martyn

T. More.
Buchanan
Anon.

211
271
271
581
312
180
531
313
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A sage of old hath gravely said
A Sage to whom all learned lore was dear
As a Yankee so cute and Paddy quite sly
As both physic and verse to Phoebus belong
A Scholar was about to marry
A scornful dame invited over night
As Cyril and Nathan were walking by Queen's
As death alone the marriage knot unties
A secret art my soul requires to try
As, erst, in Eden's blissful bow'rs
A sexton and a grave physician
As Gilly flowers do but stay
A shepherdess who long had kept her flocks .
As Sherlock at Temple was taking a boat
As Sherlock the elder with his jure divine
“A singing-man and yet not sing.
As in smooth oil the razor best is whet.
Ask who lies here, but do not weep
As Lambeth pray'd, so was the dire event
As lamps burn silent, with unconscious light
As late I sought the spangled bowers
As late the Trades' Unions, by way of a show
As Lucifer once, fair star of the morn
As o'er the cold sepulchral stone .
A soldier found at first the way to print
As on a stepdam's tomb, a young child laid
A Spartan 'scaping from the fight.
Assembled round the breathless pontiff's bier
As ihis auspicious day began the race
As Thomas was cudgell'd one day by his wife
As those we love decay, we die in part .
As Tom like his father the liquor would tip
As true as turtle to her tender mate
A student at his book so plast
As virgin lilies pluck'd from off their stems
A swain deep in love, and suitor to Nell
As you are young, if you'll be also wise
At Barton's feet the god of Love
At Bristol, Tom from the Mayor's feast was led
At church Harpax heard that to trample on riches
At Delphos shrine, one did a doubt propound
At Dr. Goldsmith's merry play
At Fate's approach, see Oroonoko moan
A thief once consulted a lawyer of note
At length must Suffolk's beauties shine in vain
At morn we placed on his funeral bier
At sight, Love drew your picture on my heart
Augustus at Rome was for building renown'd
Augustus still survives in Maro's strain
Aurispa nothing writes though learn'd, for he
Averse to pamper'd and high mettled steeds .
A vicar, long ill, who had treasured up wealth
A virgin blossom in her May
A virtuoso friend, a man of worth
A Welsbman and an Englisbman disputed
A wise you took deform'd, yet rich 'tis said
A woman having a settlement
A woman may be fair, and her mind
A world subdu'd unknown to Ammon's son.

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627
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56
383

239
369
618

A. Külligrew

122
125
5-9
276
104

30
57
212

375
579
362

198

Anon,
Martial.
Anon.
F. Beaumont
Anon.
Whaley ·
Borbonius
Johnson
Callimachus
Hayman
Anon.
Johnson
Pannonius
Anon.
Anon.
Anon.
Graves
Parrot
Girardus
Anon.
Anon.
Graves

556
394
102
50
619

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599
200
132
554

468

518
359

Battus (though bound from drinking wine of late).
Beautiful infant who dost keep
Beauty devoid of grace, is but a bait
Because I'm silent, for a fool

Anon.
Fourne
Capito
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Southwell
Surtees
T. More
Swift
Alderson
Straight
Anon.
Boileau
Martial
Herrick
Russell
Wesley
G. West
Anon, Greek
Swift
Herrick
Anon.
Lucillius
Anon.
Lucillius.
Lucianus,
Solon
Macentinus
Landor
Martial
Wellesley

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Before my face the picture hangs
Before them lay a glittering store .
Be frugal, ye wives, live in silence and love
Behold! a proof of Irish sense
Behold the fruits of Chantrey's gun
Behold the lordly pedant in his school
B-hold the silent grave; it doth embrace
Behold the true likeness ( tis said) of Boileau
Believing hear, what you deserve to hear
Bell-man of night, if I about shall go
Beneath a myrtle Cupid lay .
Beneath, a sleeping infant lies
Beneath these moss-grown roots, this rustic cell
Beneath this flowery mound she rests, whose zone.
Beneath this marble stone here lies
Be not dismaide, though crosses cast thee downie
Be open evermore, I thou my door
Bestride an ant, a pigmy great and tall :
Be this dark spot for ever to verdure unknown
Bewail no more that brat of thine.
Bewail not much, my parents ! me, the prey
Beware smooth words and smiling face.
Black locks hath Gabriel, beard that's white
Blest are the bad alone while here
Blest in thy spirit, in thy husband blest
Blind, poor, and mark'd by party's ruthless zeal
Blogg sheers at ancient birth ;-yes, Blogg, we
Bloomfield, thy happy-omen'd name
Blow, winter wind, these desert rocks around
Boast not thy actions; for if bad they be
Boast'st thou of beauty? The sweet-scented rose
Bold and erect the Caledonian stood
Books take their doom from each peruser's will
Borgia, thou once wert almost too august
Borgia was Cæsar, both in deeds and name
Born at the first to bring another forth .
Born to be slaves, our fathers freedom sought
Born to command, to conquer, and 10 spare
Born u:der kings our fathers freedom sought
Bother't! quoth Time 10 l'homas Hearne
Both the wise and the witless scribble
Bottomless pit of gold! Slave to thy chest
Break not my sweet repose
Bright is his diadem in heaven's abode :
Bright martial maid, queen of the frozen zone
Britain witb Greece and Rome contended long
Brunus, which derms himself a fair sweet youth
Busy, curious, thirsty fly
But borne, and like a short delight
Butler in clearness and in force surpass'd
But one bright eye young Acon's face adorns
By fashion led, I spent my life at ease
By her talent a secret will Celia discover
By hostile spears borne down brave Lycus falls
By Pluto's hand, by sacred Hecate's bed
By shame of flight was Cleodemus led
By showering wealth and titles splendid
Cælia stole Love's quiver while he slept
Cæsar and Hercules applaud thy fame
Can you tell me (cried Celia to Damon) from

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Hannay
Kirke White
A. Seward
Basius
Strato
Home
Anon.
Landor
Anon.
Anon.
M. W. Montague
H. More
M. W. Montague
Anon.
Praed
Donne
Drummond
Robertson
Milton
Tollet
J. Davies
Ouys
Herrick
Anon.
Amaltheus
Anon.
Hardinge
Capilupus
Meleager
Simonicles
G mbaud

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Anon.

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Anm.
Hannay

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Carlisle subscribes a thousand pound
Carteret was welcom'd to the shore
Cartby, you say, writes well-his genius true
Cease, Canterbury, to deplore
Cease, Greece, to boast of Aristophanes :
Cease, ye Etonians! and no more.
Celia her sex's foible shuns
Celsus takes off by dint of skill
Censure no more the hand of Death
Charm'd with the empty sound of pompous words
Cheat not yourselves as most ; who then prepare
Children are snatch'd away, sometimes
Chloe, you well my future fate may show
Chloris, I swear by all I ever swore
Ci gît Piron, qui ne fut rien .
Circles are praised, not that abound
Cling to thy home! If there the meanest shed
Closely in form, in life, in death allied
Close to her husband, Frances Join'd once more
Cloy'd with ragoûts, you scorn my simple food
Cold Nilus through my burning eyes doth flow
Cold pillars ! Sirens mute ! and thou, sad urn
Come, fill the South Sea goblet full
"Come kiss me !" said Colin. I gently said “No
Come, Leila, fill the goblet up
Come, Lesbian maids, to blue-eyed Juno's shrine
Come shepherds, follow me .
Come, stretch thy limbs beneath these shady trees
Come then, my friend, thy sylvan taste display
Conceal'd in marble-bed the Graces lay
Conservatives of Hatfield House
Contemplate when the sun declines
Contempt is loathsome; glorious 'tis to sway
Coscus, thou say'st my epigrams are long
Could but our tempers move like this machine
Could he forget his death that every bour
Could Homer come himself, distress'd and poor
Could I recall lost youth again
Could our first father, at his toilsome plough
Cries Sylvia to a reverend Dean
Cropt by th' untimely band of death, here lies
Crossing o'er the South Sea in the late stormy

weather
Cruel Amynta, can you see :
Cumæan sybils could not more descry
Cum Sapiente Plus nostras juravit in aras
Cupid and my Campaspe play'd
Cythera from this craggy steep
Dacus doth daily to his doctor go .
Dan Clarke and his namesake for bonour applied :
Dark are our fates-to-morrow's sun muy peer
Daughter of him who rul'd th' Athenian plains
Deaf, giddy, helpless, left alone
Dear Bell, to gain money, sure, silence is best
Dear boy! whom, forn in carly youth away.
Dear child, farewell ! that didst in worth
Dear Chloe, well I know the swain
Dear Duby! I've pleaded in vain for your crime
Dear lady, think it no reproach
Dear Lyce, thou art wondrous thin
Dear Sim, by wits extoll'd, by wits cried down
Death brings us peace : Oh! fear him not
Deep, deep, in Sundy's bluudering head.

Byron
Swift
Swift
Anon.
Sheppard
Hook
Bishop
Callicter,
Relph
Grares
Delaune
Barber
Needler
Moore
Piron
Waller
Leonidas of Tarentum
Wrangham
Anon.
Graves
Owen
Erinna
Pope
Anon.
Arabian.
Anon, Greek
Anon.
Anon. Greck
Shenstone
Anon.
Jekyu
Owen
Petronius Arbiter
Martial.
Byrom
Anon.
Cow per
Campbell
Green
Dodsley
Anon,

25
886
116
371
107

7
326
146
61

3
306

65
399
463
375
143
466
625

521

495
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605
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