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*** If such a fight as this can please ye,
The goddess, who conceiv'd an hope,
O DE ON SCIENCE. OH, heavenly-born! in deepest dells
If faireft science ever dwells Beneath the mossy cave; Indulge the verdure of the woods : With azure beauty gild the foods,
And flowery carpets lave.,
With fcientific light;
Though wrapt from mortal fight.
I Till Wisdom give the sacred Nine, L'ntaught, not uninspir’d, to laine, By Reason's power redress'd.
When Solon and Lycurgus taught,
Of mad opinion's maze,
That blends congenial rays.
year ; Without thy aid, in vain the poles, In vain the zodiac system rolls,
In vain the lunar sphere. Come, faire ft princess of the throng, Bring sweet Philofophy along
In metaphysic dreams; While raptur'd bards no more behold A vernal age of purer gold
In Heliconian streams.
By Folly led astray :
Thy univerfal fway.
Behold the madding throng,
C ο Ν Τ Ε Ν Τ s.
THE FIRST VOL U M E.
Ode to the Hon. Sir William Temple, 1689. Page 1 to the Athenian Society, 1691.
9 Lines written in a Lady's Ivory Table-book, 1699. 20 Mrs. Frances Harris's Petition., Ballad on the Game of Traffic.
26 Another Ballad, occasioned by the preceding one. 28 The Discovery.
29 The Problem, that my Lord Berkcley stinks when
he is in Love. Description of a Salamander, 1706.
33 To the Earl of Peterborow, who commanded the
British Forces in Spain. On the Union.
37 On Mrs. Biddy Floyd. Apollo outwitted. To the Honourable Mrs. Finch, afterwards Countess of Winchelsea.
39 Vanbrugh's House, built from the Ruins of *** Whitehall.
43 The History of Vanbrugh's Houses
46 Baucis and Philemon, 1708.
Cadenus and Vanella.
Book I. Ep. V. John Dennis the Shel-
late Lord Treasurer. Sent to him when in the
Dublin ; whose Sign was the Golden Fleece. 164