To Lesbia.

p. 207

P. 209

An Epithalamium from Catullus.

Part of the Fourteenth Book of Homer: Deferib-

ing the Contrivance of Juno, to lull Jupiter to

fleep, that Neptune the mean time might affift

the Grecians.
p. 216

An Epiftle to the Right Honourable Charles Earl

of Dorfer and Middlefex, Lord Chamberlain of

His Majefty's Houfhold: Occafian'd by His Ma-

jefty's Victory in Ireland: By the Right Honour

able Charles Mountague, Baron Halifax. p.225

An Epiftle to Charles Mountague Efq; on His Ma-
jefty's Voyage to Holland: By George Stepny
Efquire.
p.24

An Epiftle to Monfieur Boileau, Inviting his Mufe

to forfake the French Intereft, and Celebrate

the King of England: By Edmond Arwaker.

P. 257

An Ode in Memory of Her Majesty Queen Mary:

By a Perfon of Quality.
P. 268

On the late Horrid Confpiracy: By Mr. Stepney.

P. 275

Prologue to Oroonoko: By an Unknown Hand.

p. 277

Epilogue to Oroonoko: By Mr. Congreve. p. 280

Song, by Sir George Etherege.

p. 283

To her Excellence the Marchionefs of Newcastle,

after the Reading of her Incomparable Poems:

By the fame Author.

P. 285

Epilogue

Epilogue to Tartuff, Spoken by himself: By a Perfon

of Honour.

P. 289

The Imperfect Enjoyment: By Sir George Etherege.

P. 293

P. 296

A Prologue, Spoken at the opening of the Duke's

new Play-Houfe: By the fame Author.

Falling in Love with a Stranger at a Play: By

Sir Charles Sedley.

Indifference excufed: By the fame Author.

P. 299

P. 301

To Sir Robert Howard, on his Excellent Poems:

By Mr. John Dryden.

P.303

To Mr. Granville, on his Excellent Tragedy, called

Heroick Love By the fame Author.

Prologue to the Pilgrim : By the fame Author. p.313

P. 310

Epilogue to the Pilgrim: By the fame Author. p.316

To the Memory of Mr. Dryden.

An Ode in Imitation of Quid Bellicofus Canta-

P. 319

bor, &c. Her. Od. 11. Lib. 2. By My. John

How.

The Platonick: By Sir Charles Sedley.
To a Devout Toung Woman: By the fame

A Song, by the fame Author.

p. 331

P.328

Author,

P.333

P. 335

On the Lamented Death of the late Countess of

Dorset: By N. Tate, Servant to His Majefty.

A Dialogue between Amintas and Celia: By the

fame Author.

The Lamentation of Jeremiah: By Mrs. Wharton.

P. 349

A Song, by Mrs. Wharton

P.354

362

p. 366

P. 368

and his

On the Death of Mr. Abraham Cowley,

Burial in Westminster-Abbey: By the Earl of

Orrery.

P. 370

On the Death of King Charles II. Writ at that time

by Charles Mountague, Baron Halifax. p. 376

On the Marriage of the Lady Mary, with the Prince

of Orange:By Edmund Waller,in the Year 1677.

On Reading Mr. Waller's Poems.

Toa Lady, with Milton's Paradife Loft.

In Imitation of Milton.

A Song.

A Song, by Mr. Cheek.

The Adv ce: Addrefs to a Friend.

p.387

P.39г

P. 392

P.393

p. 401

P. 403

p. 405

p. 40y

The Spleen; a Pindarick Ode: By a Lady.

A Profpect of Death; a Pindarick Effay.

Prologue to the Fate of Capua: By Cha. Boyl Efq;

P. 419

P. 433

Epilogue to the Fate of Capua: By Col. Codring-

ton.

P.437

An Anacreontique from the Greek of Menage. p.440

From the Greek of Menage.

P442

To Ameftris, with the Ambitious Step-Mother. P.443

De la Fontain's Hans Carvel Imitated. P. 445

TO A

YOUNG LADY,

WITH THE

FIRST EDITION

OF THESE

Mifcellanies.

A

CCEPT this Gift, Lucinda,and approve

The humble Tribute of an early Love. Verse is the fittest Offering we can give To Beauty, or that Beauty can receive; For Love and Poefy Companions are, And Wit was given to oblige the Fair. Since 'tis her Charms alone that can inspire, And fill the Poets breaft with Heavenly fire;

To Offer at another Shrine, wou'd be
The highest pitch of grofs Idolatry.
Men to those Deities they worship, bring

Of the fame Gifts they gave an Offering:
to Flora Flow'rs,
To Ceres Corn we pay, to Flora Flow'rs,
Pomona has her Fruit, and Verfe is Yours.

Here the Compofer has employ'd his care, To chufe what best might entertain the Fair, And in one body skilfully unite

The fcatter'd Beams of Poetry and Wit.
Here just Roscommon with full luftre fhines;
And easy Art informs his flowing Lines.
From Verse whilft tender Mulgrave feeks relie
The mournful Graces wait upon his Grief.
Here gentle Etheridge's and Sydley's Mufe
Warm the Coy Maid, and melting Love infuse
No unchaft Words with harfh offensive sound

The tender Ears of blushing Virgins wound,

No